I wanted tonight to see you
to say two words
your house were closed
and there was no lights
Only the air was passing
and strucking the awnings
and the tobacco in my mouth
became more styfos (sorry!!!)
On a small piece of paper I wrote
I'm still thinking of you, goodnight
under the door I put it
and I was lost again in the night
On a small piece of paper I wrote
I'm thinking of I have no where else to go
because I still,
Yiati akoma
because I still love you
When you feel the need
at see me like at first
I will have open for you
always the heart-door