Codeine Morning
We are born naked in the whiteness of a codeine morning
We build the bridge. It will not be finished cause we have to run away
The millions of chafers will fly with us to the end
I am going mad. I love you more
I saw your face in the bottle of Universe
Stay away from me
Stay away from me
I live in the sullen house
This house has disappeared
Many springs ago
Just mirage
Stay away from me
Stay away from me
Oh, my butterfly
We are born dead
Writer/s: Orpha
