My lips they are for whisky
And for wine
Tell me, you’re listening
Tell me once again
What I hear them whispering
Is it so?

Have I not been waiting
For a friend
Not deliberating
Tell me once again
If I have a brother
Do I know?

Teach me how to shudder
If you can
I know just what I’m doing
And I’m a stupid man
But tell me, bold and foolish
Are you free?

Kill me with your lovely
Or your longing
Tell me with your silence
Tell me with your tongue
Is there nothing of me
When you’re gone?