Waltz For Zizi
Running Like A Tree
A woman once said to me: 'I don't love you anymore'
and then afterwards
a lot more of them began to say it
when I would take out
the ring in my pocket.
My friend all, are scattered like leaves
outside this world.
Even they got tired of mending
the heart of a monster.
They all have a hand to hold.
The hands that I held
now hold other hands.
I'm a lonely tree,
and the sad thing is
that I wish someone would see me,
someone with an ax.
At least this way I'd warm a heart or two,
and not be meaningless.
Only shoes are waiting for me
to take them out.
Still better than nothing.
Tonight... I'm gonna dance.
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