Romance with the graveyard

The man with one arm loves me,

The guy with the glass eye

And the widowed man 0n the second floor,

The graveyard loves me.

The homeless dog keeps following me,

The guys with high blood pressure

And the ones sick with flu,

The graveard loves me.

Drunkers keep knocking at my door,

And sex…

The Hope Dealers

All those hope dealers

To whom I used to give my nights away

They were all overwhelmed by my offer,

So they took a hike.

All those hope dealers

Who used to crowd my thoughts

Are now wandering in unknown places,

Looking for tamed souls to house them.

Ambiguitate

Am fost o simpla carte

Deschisa de tine

Ce pacat ca nu ai stiut limba in care am fost scrisa!

Ai incercat sa-mi citesti gandurile

Doua, trei cuvinte ti-au starnit, poate , interesul

Dar m-ai inchis repede, era prea obositor.