Blasphémie [English translation]

Blasphemy

Your bleeding name

You don't wake up

At the sound of my kisses anymore

Your scent disappears

My heart wasn't prepared

Your lips barely touch me

I want your breathless mouth

My finger on your burning tongue

And I routinely travel your body

And my hands know the way by heart

The hills and the valleys

Of your waist and breasts

The enemy is the unknown

The sad return to reality

Hmmm monotony when you move in

You don't forgive parted lovers

I'm so afraid to die alone

To fall asleep without ever waking back up

Without the familiar embrace

Of your un-mysterious skin

Your lips barely touch me

I want your breathless mouth

My finger on your burning tongue

And I routinely travel your body

And my hands know the way by heart

The hills and the valleys

Of your waist and breasts

The light goes out on our story

My heart is pounding, I can't sleep

I'm afraid of my shadow, I'm afraid of emptiness

You sentenced me to death

I don't want to live anymore

I'm counting the seconds backwards

To my grave

Without you my life is agony

And madness because I lost you

And sorrow every morning

When you're not there

Oh Sasha

All the infinitely flowing

Tears from my body

Overflow the antidotal stream

With melancholy

Oh Sasha

And if your regrets make you change your mind

Come back

I'll be there

Oh Sasha

Hell is other people1, but especially you

1. This is a reference to Jean-Paul Sartre's play Huis Clos

• Artist:Soko