It's nine o'clock
and you lie next to me
in our red bed.
I haven't still understood
if this red means passion or blood.
I'm smoking a cigarette
thinking about,
"why?" I ask to myself,
but I've no answer.
Maybe it's both...
Your passion for me
and my blood
given to your jealousy.
You're teanted,
I've always known
But I used to close my eyes
dreaming a world
where you are my loved princess
with pink flowers on your head
and sweet big eyes
that look for the future in mine
and imagine our happy life together.
But our bed is red
and the clock lets me back from my dream.
The truth stays still in front of me:
you are not a sweet lovely princess,
you are a dark witch
who with her malicious deceptions
rapes my heart.
I could run away,
I could start a new life
in a new place
with a new love.
But it wouldn't be the same...
Therefore I stay here
in this red bed...
of passion...of blood...
I don't know,
but I keep on loving you...
┼ viky-chan ┼
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