It's four in the morning, the end of December
I’m missing you so much, even sitting by your side
New home is cold, but I like where I’m living
There’s music in the room downstairs all through the evening
I hear that you're building a one-against world deep in your dessert
Are you living for nothing now?
I hope you’re keeping some kind of sorrow
Yes, and you came by with a smash-broken heart
You said that you’ve never recovered
Then I let you plan to set free
Did you really set me free?
Ah, the last time I saw you, you looked so much older
Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder
We’ve been to the park to listen to every singer
They took me to the hotel like a swift sweet lover
And you treated me, your woman to a flake of your life
Then you left once again, so I will be nobody’s wife
Well I see you there with the lies in your teeth
One more thin gypsy thief
Well I see you away, can’t live
I sent my silence and tears
What can I tell you my brother, my killer
What can I possibly say?
I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you
You see I’m still standing in my way.
If you ever come by here, for a train or for a break
Where your enemy is sleeping, and your woman is keeping dying.
Well, still thanks, for the trouble you brought to my eyes
I thought it was there for good so I never try to escape.
And you came by with your smash-broken heart.
You said that you’ve never recovered.
Then I let you reignite to set me free.
A stranger lover