How many times I died
and you revived me
how big drunkard I was
and you sober me
Which fires burned
and you put them out
at what bottom I was
and you saved me
After you soul stayed
nacked as desert
after you love comes to me
like charity
There are nights when I pour sadness
instead of vine
but there's no days as much as
wounds on heart
Chores:
You will be easily without me
but how I'll without you
when hard days come
when all friends leave
when liliac smells