Erotic

From fragments of images that entered my dream
I'm searching for what you desire

Reflected in the tea, the cloudy gray of the sky
You lifted it up and said it melted at noon

I don't love everything about you
Like the wind, like scars, like the sound of the sea
Erotic

Playing between scales with an indifferent gesture
Is it a sound or is it music that starts to be heard

Casually playing a melody with those fingers, from the beginning
As if tracing a line that's there

Resounding in the dead-like city is tomorrow's requiem
Even if you don't want to live

Find what I desire

Casually playing a melody with those fingers, from the beginning
As if tracing a line that's there

I don't love everything about you
Like the wind, like scars, like the sound of the sea
Erotic