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Except if I think of you





I'm happy to see you
It's already been, like, a little over 2 years, no?
In fact, we've not seen each other since that night
When you gave me back the keys to our apartment
 

It's been 2 years since we last spoke
But I didn't really miss that
It hurt me at first
Then, you know, time has passed
 

It's so weird to me to be at this café with you
Really, if I hadn't gone to buy bread, I wouldn't have run into you again
It's funny how you talked over the phone and that I recognised your voice straight away
So tell me, what have you been up to, since we split?
 

I go out to parties, I hang out in bars
Things I enjoyed to do before being with you
I do what I want, I come home late
Nobody waiting for me, it's better this way
Better this way
 

It was hard at the beginning
It's not anymore, I've moved on
Now, I don't miss you anymore
Except if I think of you
It's true I've been a bit excessive
But don't worry about me
Now, I don't miss you anymore
Except if I think of you
 

(Just) After being alone, I started to work really hard
I think what I really needed was to keep my mind occupied
I've written, read and even travelled a bit
Then, I've met a lot of people, without thinking who to keep, not to keep1
 

No, I've not met anyone
I'm not one of those girls who gives herself to people
Since I've left you, I'm looking for love
Oh, you still wear the same perfume
 

You know, some months ago, I came across your brother
He told me you were doing great, I tried to convince myself of this
I left him shortly afterwards, I told him I had many things to do
So I returned home and looked out of the window for a long time
 

Your friend always writes to me
I tell him two or three anecdotes
I assume it's you who is reading
I'm making a fuss, I'm talking shit
Shit
 

It was hard at the beginning
It's not anymore, I've moved on
Now, I don't miss you anymore
Except if I think of you
It's true I've been a bit excessive
But don't worry about me
Now, I don't miss you anymore
Except if I think of you
 

Well, it was nice to meet you, it seems everything looks good for you
Right, you're looking good, that's good to see, leave the coffee for me
So take care, I've got to go, but it was cool to see you
Bye, have a nice day, but tell me... what are you doing tomorrow evening?
 

It was hard at the beginning
It's not anymore, I've moved on
Now, I don't miss you anymore
Except if I think of you
It's true I've been a bit excessive
But don't worry about me
Now, I don't miss you anymore
Except if I think of you
 
  • 1. Without thinking with whom I stay in touch with or with whom I cut ties





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Doctor Faust





Oh, Doctor Faust
Behind you, do you see all these years you've spent wasting your life?
It's time for you to let yourself live life
 

Oh, Doctor Faust
Diving like this into dead languages, that's not life
If you spend time with them, living languages will revive you
 

Oh, Doctor Faust
Science is a well where you drown yourself, if you want my opinion
Descend into the well of pleasure because that's life
 

Oh, Doctor Faust
Leave your Talmudic and astrologic studies behind
Instead, prepare a thesis on my anatomy
 

Oh, Doctor Faust
Throw your books away, forget Latin, smile at live
In my arms, you'll get to know love and life
 

Oh, Doctor Faust
I like your physique, leave physics behind, discover life
Looking together, in physical love, the meaning of life
 

Oh, Doctor Faust
 

Oh, Doctor Faust
I like your physique, leave physics behind, discover life
Looking together, in physical love, the meaning of life
 


01.02.2025

On board of the Aspasia





You traveled in pursuit of your destiny
To white but mournful Switzerland
Always in the deck in a chez-lung downstairs
by the familiar and saddest cause
 

Always restlessly your folks have been prowling around
But you, staring at the wings, were indifferent
You laughed bitterly at what they said because you felt
That you were travelling to the land of death
 

One night when we were passing through Stroboli
You said to some laughing man in a joking tone:
'How my sick body looks as it burns,
to the flaming top of the volcano!'
 

Then I saw you in Marcilia as you were lost
in the noise without turning back
And I who loved only the wet expanse,
I say I could love thee
 


01.02.2025

Gramophonomaniac





In room of miss Janka
winders and curtains tremble
Like in a fury there a gramophone plays
Because miss Janka is a gramophone maniac
From morning to morning constantly plays.
Syrena’s records are still brought by miss Janka,
She puts all of her money in it and continues to sing
 

And I play on gramophone
trali tralalla la, trali
tralalla la
In winter at home, in the summer on the balcony
trali tralalla la, gramophone plays
And nothing worries me,
I have Syrena’s records
When something annoys me - I play on the gramophone
Because when I play on the gramophone
then in gramophone I have my all concerns
 

Neighbours of miss Janka, their wives and lovers declared, not being able to sleep at night:
We have enough of miss Janka,
that gramophone maniac,
the police needs to know about it
But when the officer came, miss Janka says
What to do, man, understand I’m afraid to sleep alone
 

And when I play on the gramophone
trali tralalla la, trali
tralalla la
In winter at home, in the summer on the balcony
trali tralalla la, gramophone plays
And nothing worries me,
I have Syrena’s records
When something annoys me then I play on the gramophone
Because when I play on the gramophone
then in gramophone I have all of my concerns
 

As soon as the strict officer heard it himself and wanted to give advice to the poor maiden
He says to miss Janka, that gramophone maniac
„A pity, I will sleep here”
And since then every night from miss Janka’s room
The bas of officer makes the curtains tremble
 

And I play on gramophone
trali tralalla la, trali
tralalla la
In winter at home, in the summer on the balcony
trali tralalla la, gramophone plays
And nothing worries me,
I have Syrena’s records
When something annoys me - I play on the gramophone
Because when I play on the gramophone
then in gramophone I have my all concerns
 


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01.02.2025

At the End of the Park





When sunset
makes the sky grow pale,
from the window,
I look around me.
 

At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.
 

I watch you from afar and
in your hand,
there's
hidden more than one caress.
 

At the end of the park, I see you
running towards me,
of course,
I know it.
 

It's only an impression,
a trick of my heart
that makes me see
all this.
 

Tenderness
is something that
grows deep
in the soul.
 

If I remember
and if only
I think about you:
 

At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.
 

I watch you from afar and
in your hand,
there's
hidden more than one caress.
 

At the end of the park, I see you
running towards me
and this time,
I know it.
 

You're no longer an impression,
a trick of my heart,
I've found
you again.
 

(At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.)
 

At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.
 

At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me...