Because winter is better
the woman is more secretive and alone
all softer and hairy
and afghan white
algebraic and thoughtful
sweet and exquisite
it's all another thing
who wants to go on a trip
do not know do not know do not know
when the snow shrinks
all the noise and the trucks on the street
they no longer have engine
this is the time to let us sink
in the middle ages of his bitter phrases
says he does not want to sin
but you know it, he does
(man)
I'm busy betraying me
inside a taffeta fringe
and I wonder at bottom if
while she shines on the sofa
in the winter , in the of winter
she is not even smarter
oh yes, winter is better
after it is easier to sleep and go
beyond thoughts with a book by Lucretius
open between your fingers
that's life
between a dressing gown and a sea
who wants to go on a trip
don't know, don't know