Lyrics Роман Штігер - ти моя

swallow me
as communion
tame my hands
i feel like vibrating
fresh and warm rains
under your heart
as the grass emerges from under the fingers
at the call of the rising sun

in five minutes
the wrists will enter your folds in waves
and all the stars will fall
lying under our feet

put an exclamation mark at the end
what do you want to do yourself
don't wait for help
think as you first thought there and dive
and swallow me dear swallow
as communion
as the last sip of that fresh word

you hid behind inaccessible spaces
where solid nothingness reigns
where the empty and the empty sink
where the word dies on the tip of a knife

the grass trembles from the wind
clay bends from the fingers
you obey me
you're my
you are my mary magdalene