| [03:00.06] |
Is it a Belly of Muscles |
| [03:05.77] |
I see shaping underneath that turtleneck? |
| [03:13.83] |
I never ever dreamt having the rusty trunk of a car against my Backside... |
| [03:27.59] |
That's poison for my piles, |
| [03:30.89] |
the street is glimmering, |
| [03:33.77] |
'cause it had rained all night. |
| [03:41.13] |
Please, do not think that I don't appreciate |
| [03:46.57] |
your generous Offer of a Ride... |
| [03:52.20] |
home. |
| [03:56.21] |
I am curious now, |
| [03:59.33] |
how many pirouettes can a straight Man like you spin, |
| [04:09.52] |
until his Compass-points all begin to blur, |
| [04:15.80] |
and his Needle finally gives in? |
| [04:23.40] |
Am I expected now to do my best and try to catch you when you fall? |
| [04:36.81] |
But you're a heavy Guy |
| [04:40.64] |
and like this we'll only end up lying on the floor. |
| [04:52.67] |
Look, what the Rain has done, |
| [04:56.29] |
snow-white has scattered her Mirrors like petals on the Ground. |
| [05:06.65] |
Do I sense a one-eyed Serpend |
| [05:10.71] |
rising slowly now from behind this old thundering Cloud? |
| [05:20.32] |
Was it a trick of the Evening-star, |
| [05:24.75] |
or had I been blinded by the passing lights,(you're blind) |
| [05:34.17] |
Could it be that I really saw myself reflected in his green-grey Eyes? |
| [05:51.23] |
It's hard to waltz precissely |
| [05:54.64] |
when his towering stature casts its Shadow all over me. |
| [06:03.76] |
But since he's leading now (anyway), |
| [06:09.53] |
I might just as well step onto his feet... |
