Image - Motorama

You have a soul

It’s permanently weak

You have a whip

And it’s lying on your window sill

While I have no thoughts

You have clear image of our love

Clear image of our love

You always have a stone

For the window in my heart

You always have a stone

For the window in my heart

Two scars on your back

Two flowers in your hand

While I have no thoughts

You have clear image of our love

Clear image of our love