DON'T SING THE BLUES

Please don't cry no tears, goodbye,
No need to soak your heart with booze,
don't sing the blues.
Please, don't turn your head away,
Although there remains
not much I've got to say.

Now I leave, but I return.
One year will pass
like a razzmatazz or a riff in jazz.
I know exactly how loneliness feels,
So neither you nor I will spin our wheels.

Please, take another cigarette,
one verse of love will last.
Your smoke is like fleeting whim,
and I wish your love will last.
Let's share another chocolate bar
and try to save the taste.
I'll wait until the final call
and leave you without haste.

I know right after take-off of the plane
I will be crying out my helpless pain,
My soul is lost like candy in the rain
And in my heart a wild and raging hurricane.


© by Bernd F. Gruschwitz u. Ingo Höricht