Inhaling the smell of your hair Cloudy smoke turns into dizzy air Like salty taste of your skin and of soap A drop of sweat is running down your back so pure
Rain falls down on my knees in the street Hair on your neck is standing so still May I try to raise a smile on your face Son of Venus, my muse, goodbye
The deep embrace has not been lasting for long Silence burnt your skin, your strange eyes got so cold Paper dishes fill my wooden floor but it´s not your sperm but it´s not your sperm it´s tears
Rain falls down on my knees in the street Hair on your neck is standing so still May I try to raise a smile on your face Son of Venus, my muse, goodbye
