XXI
The marble statue becomes alive
And turns itself into your wife
If you play her music.
So please sing and think
At me. I’m not made of marble
And music I see
Everywhere where I go!
I can dance really slow
If you sing me the blues.
You won’t ever confuse
My feelings for you anymore!
Just tell me to become a statue as before
And I will do it
To please you.
But I won’t run away
So you don’t have to make me stay
Like this, try it simpler,
Kiss me while we are dancing
On the music we’re fancying
And I’ll feel much better.
Probably the time will stop
For some moments
To watch us while moving
And dancing and holing our hands.
Love always beats anything
Everywhere where life exits,
Don’t tell me a thing,
Close your eyes and sing!