I touched the air around you with poems
time has passed
winter will be hard
every flake will cover
the solid structure of what I dream
the cloud is not yet broken
your deep sleep is warm
my hopes are dead
your hopes are dead
the promised letters or vinyls
have stayed with you
I wanted to send you books
I keep them in the closet
you wanted to take the plane you canceled it
I canceled a flight as expensive as a library.
I did stupid things I learned
you don't want me. silence is a way of pushing away.
you stop the words. you erase words.
I won't give you the room but you can call me
you're with someone else
I'll write about what might have been
♪ till I forget ♪
till an eternity you long for
my soul like phosphorescent skin in the club. you'll sing my name in the clubs of Klatovy - blood -
when I'm gone
I'll be up front - the boy will give me the microphone
I'll wave Czech crowns like your eyes
with that voice that leads the way
in the Office in Targu Mures
I'll forget you. I'll write unforgettable poems.
I'll write your call and I'll spell
everything I wanted to give you I'll give to someone else
I'll go home with young men like me
I'll taste their saliva you'll feel my pleasure
♪ you'll put your hand down and call me ♪
I'm gonna turn you down for sex
a forbidden. I'll make your heart beat
like three dynamites ignited in my bed and
untouchable. on your street you hear heels
that dig into my heart to the last room where I hold you.