Black wine like a bull’s blood in the arena
The second pack (of cigarettes) readily emptying
the motorbike of time doesn’t have any breaks
and your love’s holding a stiletto
Your body’s full of minefields
a shadow hiding in the faintness of a mirror.
I see inside me wildfires and dark figures
withal I want you with a card player’s passion
[Refrain:] x2
You’re playing a strange game and I’m afraid that
I’ll lose myself again in your eyes
Alternating curves and the asphalt burning
the months whizzing past like trucks
You’re taking off and leaving behind a love full of depts,
open accounts and mortgages
As a stray dagger come peg my body
a venomous sting, a venomous thorn
I'm following this frenzied course of yours
even if I make the same mistakes all over
(Refrain) x2