December, late hour
tired, the winters breath carries the wind
the street is asleep, dogs are having a concert
you and me like an unfinished dream
like two faded lilies
Chorus:
Love is not a tomato
wave to me from the tram
at least with a tear
Tears are for nothing, laughter is for nothing
you told all lies and truths a long time ago
I dream about you, your hands, blue suitcases
go away, go away, but don't forget about me