Cristina [English translation]

And you looked at Christina

Her jeans her hair and her way

Of being a bit more of a girl than you

In the corridors of the railway stations

You borrowed from Christine

Lipstick and some other bits and pieces

A bit of her laughter, a bit of her voice

And how she spoke to her mother

All the stories that Christina

Told you at the foot of the towers

You acted as though it was you

Who had once lived them

You never understood why

You wanted to swap your life

For Christina’s life

And today you have understood

You walked Christina home

You watched her in the night

And at the foot of building No. 3

She disappeared from your life