Between the idea and the reality
Between the motion and the act
Between the conception and the creation
Between the desire and the spasm
Between the everything falls the shadow
This is the way the world ends
a gdy mnie sen zmorzy zakradnij się
i pozbaw mnie twarzy
powoli zedrzyj skórę uwolnij mnie
od rysów tych przeklętych
a z gliny ulep mi kobiety prostej twarz
i nową daj tożsamość
nauczę się nauczę jej na pamięć
i kiedy się spełni bezkarna i naga przjdę ulicą
It's stuffy here
But my window is closed
I'm drinking wine
And I'm scared to the bones
Woman in white dress
Stands outside
I know so good her name
Things went dark
Right before my eyes
I hear She's coming
Hallo my dear
My name is dead
Don't be afraid
Would you mind if I smoke
You've got five minutes
To pack your clothes
Then we are leaving
You have a right
To make one phone
But then we are leaving
Hallo! Can You help me!