Bent first the sunlight through the sky
Then through the window
Onto your thigh
I am half asleep I am half in dreams
With the smallest shift the bamboo creaks

Feeling all around
Every shape in the dark
In the corner on the floor
In the lion’s paw I lay
Her pads are firm yet soft
And her teeth are always out
There’s no point in keeping count
Of the hairs pulled from my mouth

Arise arise
All the the beautiful things
Awake awake
I can’t remember what we said
But I remember what we did
And I remember what how it felt
And I remember why I turned my head
And how I raised my eyebrow slightly
I don’t take the King lightly
There is nothing to confess
I give to you my first and best
For the light for the time
For the life and the knife

Bent first the sunlight through the sky
Then through the window
Onto your thigh
I am half asleep I am half in dreams
With the smallest shift the bamboo…

Last night I heard a voice so strange
A copper staple in my pocket for weeks
Cutting my finger every time I reached in
This morning I went to wash my face
I finally start to like what I see
Glance down at the spider in my sink
I know what you’d do and I know you’d let him be
Last night I heard a voice so strange

Slurring her words
In a fitted white bodice
Drinking raspberry tea

My principality
Every drink must be sweet

Watching me shave from the toilet seat
No one really knows me
This is a song for my only fan
I don’t desire your sacrifice
I desire your mercy

Смесь ангельских глаз
И алой луны -
Один поцелуй.

Через сны
И самоконтроль
Мы тянем за сердце друг друга
Один поцелуй
С точностью нейрохирурга.
Один поцелуй.

Нет и еще раз нет.
Я думал, что ты - моё солнце,
Но это был даже не свет.

Так много слёз.
Дыханье птиц
Ложится
На мартовский мороз.
И тонкий лёд
Вокруг берёз
Давно обвёл
Размытые
Следы.
Я помню, мы...
Я помню.

Так много слёз.
Но всё
Как будто не всерьёз.
Я помню -
Мы были молоды и бессмертны.

Стены промышленных зданий,
Шум грузовых поездов
В наборе воспоминаний.
Стук за стуком шагов.