středa 19. září 2012

Note

Pigeons on the roof
I cannot understand
nothing is theft-proof
even your fatherland


You're all I need
to stroke your hair
to walk in heath
to breathe the same air
full of cigarette smoke
to hold your hand
to drink rum and Coke
up to the end


Take me to your clouds
little happy moment, lord
you'll show me your house
I never get bored

In my dreams you are so close
Come to me tonight, just this once
in the morning i even hear your voice
Oh, how we can cover this large large distance


I know it won't be anything more than just a hope
You are so far and this is just a note