Ode to a silly friend

I want a sad song
with a violin and a piano
and a grave tone
to translate my sorrow

I want a sad singer
with blue eyes behind glasses
and a full voice
to cry my powerfull tears

I want a sad band
with black and silver vests
and a dark look
to scream my helpless fears

I want a sad place
with no chairs and a dim light
and a trembling candle
to trasmit my shivers

I want a sad title
with no feeling or word
and no love at all
to expose my empty soul

I want a sad tape
with no label or case
and no will to play
to tell you how hurt I am

I don't want to tell you
I don't want to try again
I don't want to see you
I don't want to cry again

I want a sad life
with peace and good wine
an another bottle of wine
to swallow you deep inside.. deep inside of me.

Apr.25th.2006