People see him creeping around the church
he has been alone for a year
The sadness took away all his senses
he sleeps every night by her grave
There, by the bells sleeps a stone
and I alone can read it
and on the fence, the red rooster
who was your heart at that time
The fear skewered on this fence
I now go digging every night
to see what's left
of the face that smiled for me
There by the bells I spend the night
there between snails, a lonely animal
during the day I run after the night
you escape me for the second time
Marry me
With my hands I dig deep
to find what I missed so much
and as the moon was in its most beautiful dress
I kissed your cold mouth
I take you tenderly by the arm
but your skin rips like paper
and parts are falling off of you
you escape me for the second time
Marry me
So I take what's left
the night is hot and we are naked
cursedly the rooster greets the morning
I hacked off his head
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