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The time has come for me to go crazy
At the edge of the morning, how cold!
I haven't put on my tunic
But I have put on like lightning
I feel like a sperm waiting
In a test tube
Frozen but alive
The ice breaks if I take a breath
That there is no one me It's on the street
That I only think about songs
That a poem comes out to me
Because my pants fall down
And it escapes me the air
Because I'm short of breath
The strength, the pasta, the desire to see you
The charm, the sauce, the light in my eyes
My ace in the hole, your little red eyes
I miss them, I miss them
Icy morning
Someone who crawls on the ground
The sun must already come through your blue window
And I in the elevator
What a face, what a stupid expression!
Thank goodness you're not here anymore
I have a clock that stops
Whenever you separate from me
And last night it stopped at both of us
It stopped both of us
That there is no longer time that passes
Not even sweat that runs down your body
There where my silence runs
My hands, my mouth, my desire, my kisses
My crazy head, my theme, my dreams, I tell you why