My Dangerous Memory

My Dangerous Memory Oh, great Whenever I dream of birds The cages fly above my head And I will need all my lifetime to know which cage belongs to my dream And then whenever I try to remember my childhood A bomb falls from my memory and crashes into my reality ………. "What a lovely sunny morning," I told the girl She was jogging in the forest and said, She smiled at me A soldier's helmet is falling from your memory again."" Don't worry. I have so many of them,” I told her" Everything will be good I say to myself And I keep jogging from exile to exile As my friends keep running from the battlefield of one war to another And returning as pictures with black frames.