The face of the photo in the album is wet,
I kissed your memory again,
I have asked myself this unanswered question a
thousand times so far, I have asked myself a thousand times
with which song, the
pulse of that turquoise larynx is alive,
I know that without you, my tomorrow is
gray, my
body is thirsty like the sun,
more landless than the
gypsy wind, the level of a
frank song, like a
scream, more lonely than my silence
, brighter than a star
, more loving than ever,
sing with me again
, I will make the window eyelid
whisper in the alley. The moonlight
all the windows are silent,
as if this deserted alley is sleeping, silently,
I shout your name, my
sob is my throat, my throat is tied again, the
invisible hands of the night tie
the eyelids of the hair, my
thirsty body is like the sun,
more
landless than the landless wind, more
landless than the landless wind, more
landless than the landless wind, more
landless than the
landless wind, more landless than the landless wind, more than the landless wind, more than the
blatant wind, like a
scream...
Scream...
Scream...
Scream...
A thirsty body like the sun
, more landless than the
gypsy wind
, more blunt than a frank song, like a
scream, more lonely than my silence
, brighter than a star
, more loving than ever,
sing with me again
