Keys from my doors (BG)
Between the one who I was
And who I became,
Lies endless way;
But I walked all day,
And I was tired
And I wanted fall asleep.
And she hadn't asked, to where I went,
And with what I was knocking to her;
She said, "Take with yourself
Keys from my doors."
Between the one who I became
And who I was –
Seven hours till the morning.
I went away till dawn, and I forgot,
Whose face I wore yesterday.
And she hadn't asked, where I went away,
More to the north or south;
She said, "Take with yourself
Keys from my doors."
I trumpeted these days into a tin tube,
I played with a crown of thorns,
And my eight strings seemed to me
Then the air, then of lead;
And dozens of friends
Wanted to cook
Soup from my animals;
She said, "Take with yourself
Keys from my
doors."
And when I decided that there is nobody to sing for,
I became silent and hoarse.
And when I decided that there are no people
Between pigs and fish;
And when I decided that stayed alone
My joker among their trumps,
She said, "Take with yourself
Keys from my doors."
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