Wearing a coat, a man is standing under my window
Like he is looking ahead
Wearing the dark coat, the man is standing round the corner
He will always be everywhere
Wearing the coat, the man is standing under my window
Probably, he is my new enemy
Because no other stranger man
Would have come here just for fun
And if he raises his eyes
He will see through the fume of curtains
A portrait with a face on the glass
Where I have just been young
He will see me, he will remember my face
He will know my nervous look
The stranger man wearing the dark coat
He won't leave me alone
I have never been afraid of people
But this stranger man
The stranger man is coming to me
He is lookiing carefully into my eyes
He wants to see fright and fear in my eyes
But he will only find fatigue and pain
The stranger man is flying into my window
He opens up my bed
As he wants to find any tiny flaw
In my fresh bed sheets
But I am not a murderer, nor am I a fool
To stain my steps with blood
The stranger man is coming to me
He is gripping my hands in a vice
And I see how he is sucking
The rest of wine and sadness out of me
The stanger man is going away
Without a trace
And I know that this stranger man
Will never come back again