It's moon's time
(a time of) repressed
and capricious living
a time of wolf
and of the inhabitant
of madhouse
Roads are paved of
promises
that can't be kept.
High heels
my lonelyness
are following
It's moon's time, it's moon's time
whoever you may be, I buy you a drink
tonight I open my arms for a hug with you
as long as you won't ask me questions
It's moon's time
and your kiss on me seems like fire
for a night I want to set myself free
I'm not asking you to become an affair
only to stay for a night
I'm not asking you about the future
It's moon's time
passions are
on patrol
on every meeting point
on highways
and at the plaza
Glance is dull
and on the corner
has been locked on
colored lips,
kiss and tear
on the pillow.
"Gilgamesh, where are you hurrying to?
You will never find that life for which you are looking.
When the gods created man they allotted to him death,
but life they retained in their own keeping"