Card

I released his black eyed soul 

But I also gave up that olive oil 

This smooth liquid 

Golden legend of lovers

And traded my life like a card

One for another

Speak

When it’s forgotten

Many things I will not write

Until the end of time

He who stings

To look inside

The trouble of my lover

My fighter

There he goes again

To the burning river

To burn his possessions

And set his house on fire

That is the one for me

He never cries

Only leaves the scent of smoke