Bring me a jar for keeping, the blood that spills out of my heart,
And slowly bring me water with oxygen, *for never stopping to breath, (from) inside
And bring me a body, a body, a body that is no longer going.
Desperately I dream and I wake up that
I fuel myself with your warmth and your energy, I feel
that if I try a little more of this,
I won't wake myself up in the morning
My eyes, "breathing" to your eyes.
They tell me that they exist, I see them **from the corner (of your eyes).
I just want to know you
And in the evening, I take your hands.
I only ask for a space to breath
***Because if I have you near I can fly
And I don't want to start thinking,
Only look at you and tell you the truth.