Sos Tel Aviv (Lalilalilalila) Poem by Pierre Rausch

The alley-walk empty
We're all alone
A distance in the making
I'm a nervous walleye
Never doubt sincerity
We didn't understand
Beside the enforcement
But we have it
Busted wide open
Paranormal effects
Supernatural phenomena
Now they have met
But we have it
Where I'm rather for it
In true lips under each other
Move to the frontpop
On weekends the dust counts double
But we have it
In a heaven on one hand
Lost and lost and found
Found and found and Lost
End a knowledge perdition
But we have it
Forgets to remember
The sun ans the moon
What was before the word
That the truth emerges
What I can tell about
Without to wink and squint