Soba [English translation]

In an empty room there is no door

And teeth marks on the fingers

The lamp lights up yellow slogans

Words of boredom

And words porous

Food is good in me and you

Milk in a glass and a cake on your lips

Wake me up, wake me up

In an empty room someone's things

And dirty love in stains

The afternoon radiates a warm smell

The smell of boredom and the words of boredom

Food is good in me and you

Milk in a glass and a cake on your lips

Wake me up, wake me up

Kiss me, kiss me