Don't ask when you don't want to know
Nor put me where I can't see you
Fluttering wasps arrive
I lick your rhymes like an animal
It'll be better to put you in the display case
And sitting below, look at you
Consecrate you like a goddess
If you turn your back on me I won't get lost
Feel your feet, free from the sheets
The measurements are left without detail
You stroke old strings with the bow, resignation
It'll be better to put you in the display case
And sitting below, look at you
Consecrate you like a goddess
It'll be better to put you in the display case
And sitting below, watching you
Consecrate you like a goddess, turn you into honey
Your role is more beautiful, inspiring me
If you turn your back on me I won't get lost