It's hard for the wind to drag us
The wind is dropping us on the move
You're cute only when I'm on wine
Involuntarily, only when delirious
Your speech sounds like a bolt's screech
In someone else's old apartment
A corny book, a cheap fag
Are everything you have

You take your clothes off, wait, don't get lower
Get into my heart, not into my jeans' fly
Throat smothered by an ethanol bottle
Oi, lick my soul up, nymphomaniac girl

Gnashing your ceramic teeth, hiking up your T-shirt
Putting a book by Mandelstam under a slanting shelf
And me, I've just thrown all my notebooks in the oven
See the ashes? They've been words, haphazardly ordered
Among the rooftops and buildings, among the doorways here and there
I don't remember my home, I've forgotten my sanctuary
And I'll forget you, too, I'll spill you on the way
You're simple as the paradise but I got to leave

You take your clothes off, wait, don't get lower
Get into my heart, not into my jeans' fly
Throat smothered by an ethanol bottle
Oi, lick my soul up, nymphomaniac girl