Un monton de nada

Without you I am not and will not be
more than a bunch of nothing.
Always waiting for you
in the place you already know.

Without you I can't be
more than a bunch of nothing,
and nothing is too little
and it's not enough for me to be.

Quick, come over here,
can't you hear me woman
that I'm calling you,
I can't stand one more minute,
I can't stand one more minute.

I can hardly believe it,
my soul is frozen,
always sensing you,
while I smoke and drink coffee.

Without you I can't see
more than a bunch of nothing,
and nothing, which are ruins
that crush me.

Quick, come over here,
can't you hear me woman
that I'm calling you,
I can't stand one more minute,
I can't stand one more minute.

Quick, come over here,
can't you hear me woman
that I'm calling you,
I can't stand one more minute,
I'm waiting for you.