Speak to me
for all the time that remains
on this day of the border
between the before and us
tell me that it was just another mistake
that it's all a caravanserai
life and then
that knife-edge spirit of yours
will draw
a camel's hump on my soul
it will not be confused
Invent me
for other oases a desert
to cross at a short pace
us caravan drivers
but tell me now
it can also be done tomorrow
we will find other reasons
and sooner or later
that knife-edge spirit of yours
will cut
a camel's hump on my soul
it will not be erased
That knife-edge spirit of yours
/>that already draws
a camel's hump on my soul
will not be confused

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