2021.03.23.
My forgotten dear
To listen to the ecos of your own stepsTo walk down long streets
Hey, milk man, stop a while.
Spill the milk over this night
Water hose street cleaners can give
you a hand to do that.
Oh, will I be able to leave
tonight
Oh, this city
after you now,
My forgotten dear
With the people who're waiting
for the tram that never will come
Drunkman, you're my brother
Just like the wind scattering
the newspaper pages down the street
Oh, midnight news,
Oh, will you meet me
my forgotten dear