The city I met was pink I tasted the city, ate out in the city But the sky called up to me and it said "Here, look at me, city" Oh, what do I want, what do I want? "I suddenly want the city", I thought A thousand thoughts for a thousand times I've loved in sheets with it on my mind You opened the doors The doors onto the veranda But I ran outside in the mustard air With my arms outstretched to feel it
I breathed in a city like a fool But only because it was you My homing guide And you told me I could have what you could not provide Well, I believed you so That we would last forever, we thought, we thought Well, I told you in the city light And your face was warm and your eyes were bright I wish I'd known I was alone In city life
The hideous monster and the beaver Ugly monster kept house with the beaver Head scraping like against the kitchen ceiling Cook for the beaver on the plastic dishes And all the land was ice, ice Grey morning light "You poor baby beaver, beaver," he said I sat on the beaver's face and he sat on the beaver's face And told him what the problem was
In the light the monster was frying four eggs in a huge black frying pan And golden buckwheat and rye in iron toaster, hit the ceiling, onto the blue tiled, err The Dutch china plates on the round red table Rose petal jam, orange-lemon Ginger marmalade, blossom jelly, jelly The beaver was taking a shower, he refused to use shower curtains So blue water was flooding the bathroom
The only thing the beaver saw was the white morning sunlight, and And the only thing he heard was the shower water falling like the beating heart Monster to the bear, "So it's all power, power, power can't sleep Or think or dream of anything else I hate you and I hate your money" The bear raged, the bear forgot himself and threw himself against the door even harderTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
