Neither holding hands nor any kiss br Neither making love nor any caress br I want to put my mind on your mind. br br Passing days through the happy air br Situation kicked out the purchasing power br Utility and desire can't make a demand br I want to see your face before death. br br Sleeping nights on the passionate pillow br Memory fled away from the neuron cells br Temp files are waiting under the olive tree br Mini flowers jumping from the calyx br I want to slaughter yesterdays before you. br br Humming present sitting on the evening grasses br Walking time enjoying day-moon from the footpath.