Naomi

Paloma, flower of the building
Of December eighth
Old elevator, orange button
You and me face to face
The neon light on your hair
As black as on TV
Made me embrace the night
Blue little pearl, the Milky Way
Your belly pulsating
Immense love, woven in dreams
Spreading the sun
From time to time you looked at me
It was cold with snow and silence
And I learned to love without time

Naomi, Natasha, what's your name
Which one will you choose
If only one is your gaze
Celestial blue of dawn
Sleep, princess in all black
Only sixteen
Sister, friend, little heart
Beating in the distance
The neon light on your hair
As black as on TV
Made me embrace the night