And the night got swollen

Bloated like a man drowned

In the river

That night I turned on no light

There was nothing to look at

The big and black one arrived

And he bit my very heart

I was not surprised by that

I did not fall any pain

And the morning has died

And the sun got arrested

It carries a life sentence

I have never expected

I’d become an eskimo

And absolutely carelessly

I have thrown up my feeling

I have never expected

I’d become my own shadow

I have thrown up my memos

And I felt my black heart

Pumping my cold black blood

It was high time for me

To go and get a beer

Death called me late that night

She calls anytime she has a problem

Death was weeping on the phone

And I didn’t know what to say

I have never expected

I’d become my own shadow

I have thrown up my memos

And I felt my black heart

Pumping my cold black blood

It was high time for me

To go and get a beer.^[1]