A lemon ice cream
sunk to the bottom of a city
A lemon ice cream, true lemon, do you like it?
While another summer is passing.
Freedom and multicolored beads
this is what I'll give you
and the lusciousness of desperate lives
this is the gift I'll give you
Woman, entering my life
with a suitcase of puzzlement,
don't be afraid that it's already over
this man can give you lots more.
A lemon ice cream
sunk to the bottom of a city
A lemon ice cream, true lemon, do you like it?
While another summer is passing.
I offer you a shower at the public baths
which are a lukewarm chasm
where the voices of your city
thunder like oceans in the night.
And I offer youthe afternoon moon
for the arab dream you like
and my hand, holding yours firmly
for you, a woman who can't escape me anymore.
And a lemon ice cream...
And I offer you the cleverness of electricians
so that at least some light wll shine
in our room in those grim hotels
where the hot night will melt
like a lemon ice cream...