Ever Closer Union Poem by Pierre Rausch

The raspberries are from the own garden
I've committed mine to the earth
At the same time you were doing it
How much did it hurt

But instead she falls under it's spell
A conversation piece and stand next to her
And what stands behind that name
When she needs a quiet place, when the rush is over

Must be able to show reason for the last match
Her young body close to his, no need to bless
And paper patterns for the dresses, she just couldn't
Stretching out under a tree a few fractions

Classes and everywhere
Would go great with that
Hanging around in the appartment
Became a hobby and profession

But instead she falls under it's spell
A conversation piece and stand next to her
And what stands behind that name
When she needs a quiet place, when the rush is over

Must be able to show reason for the last match
Her young body close to his, no need to bless
And paper patterns for the dresses, she just couldn't
Stretching out under a tree a few fractions

But instead she falls under it's spell
A conversation piece and stand next to her
And what stands behind that name
When she needs a quiet place, when the rush is over

But instead she falls under it's spell
A conversation piece and stand next to her
And what stands behind that name
When she needs a quiet place, when the rush is over