D'you remember the story

In the bloody chamber

About the mad tiger

He licks the skin off of women.

I tell you Samantha

I could wear those stripes (straps ?!) for you.

Have you prayed, have you chanted

With the symbols and incense

To both Krishna and Buddha

And the Goddess of Fortune

For an Indian lover

To wake Kundalini

Your beautiful yonni

But also Iscariot

Who comes to betray us

With just one English Kiss.



Deep in the autumn

I lie in my bedroom

Just one more long shadow

Fall into the corners

I reach for a woman

Who harbors in darkness

She lands on a mountain

Sways for a moment

Crashes in pieces all over my eyes.

All over my eyes



And when you get tired

Of fake little evenings

Slip through your fingers

and don't keep their promise.

Such a sad vision

It breaks up my daydream

Such a sad vision, breaks up my daydream



Look up that sleeve, where is the rabbit

Already secreted along with the dove

Where is the passion, already depleted

Just like the love.



Can you imagine what I can manage

With your permission, with your consent.

I know what you're thinking

Hear what you're saying, How could I ever?

I know what you like.

I think I know what you like.

I'm sure I know what you like.

You should give it attention

You should give it attention

You should give it some thought

You should give me a night

You should give me a night

I know what you like