I want to be high among the clouds
with a telephone in my arms
just like the veins strongly
to hear it ringing loudly
Obligations and job
steal something of the joy
It is a bleed to love you
when you are away
Only if it is you, I answer
Don’t, I am not here, I live a dream
and don’t wake me up now
Don’t for anything good or anything bad
we can talk about it another time
Don’t I am elsewhere in another orbit,
in another land, in another country
Don’t, I am not here, I live a dream
and don’t wake me up now
I want to be dream nicely
with a telephone in my arms
just like the veins strongly,
I hear it ringing again
And only if it is you, I answer ….