CONFESSION
words you won't tell
You are never too nice
or never too young
poor little girl
way too empty hotel room
these fans are like friendly
razors to your skin in african weather
she was a little
teddy-beary lonely mother-seeker
her skin isn't free entry
your arms are not supposed to be there
young beings beware
not knowing the words and
how to tell
maybe it didn't
even happen'
But a few years after
she's as empty as the hotel room
still mother seekingly little girl
she's not supposed to lyin' afraid
in another way too hot african weather
But, oh well,
another words you won't tell
fotila Aneta Krejčí
text: jájájá