Orgasmo
Calcutta
Orgasm
And if I speak to you with a closed heart
You reply just for the sake of it
And if I truly bare myself
You say I always want to fuck
It would take one more second a year
To take a deep breath, to relax my shoulders
Because all roads lead me to your underwear
How are you?
It's been a while since you didn't get mad, it's been a while since you didn't offend me
And you don't spit on the mirror to wash your face
It's been a while since you didn't get mad, it's been a while since you didn't offend me
And if I speak to you with a closed mouth
You tell me not to shout
I came back from New York and you brought me up the stairs
You asked me for a deep orgasm
Maybe the deepest in the world, but you turned your back on me
And now all roads lead me to other fields
How are you?
It's been a while since you didn't get mad, it's been a while since you didn't offend me
And you don't spit on the mirror to wash your face
It's been a while since you didn't get mad, it's been a while since you didn't offend me
Where does the fog end in this plain?
(How are you?)
Where to get lost when it gets dark scares me
And with the kiss imprinted between the chin and the neckline
(How are you?)
Where to lose yourself when it gets dark and you feel lonely
Ah, you know
That yesterday I bought a hammock
Ah, you know
I didn't get on it
Ah, you know
That yesterday I met a friend of yours
Ah, you know
That turututu, turututu
And now all roads lead me to other fields
How are you?
It's been a while since you didn't get mad, it's been a while since you didn't offend me
And you don't spit on the mirror to wash your face
It's been a while since you didn't get mad, it's been a while since you didn't offend me
How are you?
It's been a while since you didn't get mad, it's been a while since you didn't offend me
And you don't spit on the mirror to wash your face
Where does the fog end in this plain?
Where to get lost when it gets dark scares me