a Rat, a Vampire, a God

Шура Мюллер
When my heart begins to beat every faster
And my oh so cool mind is about to explode,
I see illusions so colourfull and so crazy -
I imagine to be a rat, a vampire, a god.

And we start that dancing of thousand arms.
And we play that game of hundred eyes.
We forget our names and everything around us.
Our bodies are the burning hell,
And our souls – the smelting ice.

I am in your eyes And your eyes are in my heart
And my heart is in your hands And your hands are in my soul
And my soul is in your heart And your heart is in my hands
And my hands are in your eyes And your eyes are reflecting me...

When my pulse is tearing me to thousand pieces,
And each of them is more enormous than a universe,
I throw them all into your single tear to sink there.
And I get smashed like nothing by its incredible force.

And we start that dancing of thousand arms.
And we play that game of hundred eyes.
We forget our names and everything around us.
Our bodies are the burning hell,
And our souls – the smelting ice.

I am in your eyes And your eyes are in my heart
And my heart is in your hands And your hands are in my soul
And my soul is in your heart And your heart is in my hands
And my hands are in your eyes And your eyes are reflecting me...


07.02.2001