Let me ride your tear over the chin to Africa
Back in the lap of the lioness, where I once was at home
Between your long legs, look for the snow from last year
But there is no more snow
Let me ride your tear over clouds without luck
The big bird gently pushes its head back into its hiding place
Between your long legs, seek the sand of last year
But there is no more sand
Longing hides like an insect
In sleep you don't notice that it stings you
I won't be happy anywhere, the finger slips to Mexico
But it sinks into the ocean, longing is so cruel
Longing hides like an insect
In sleep you don't notice that it stings you
I won't be happy anywhere, the finger slips to Mexico
But it sinks into the ocean, longing is so cruel