Matylda/Łukasiewicz - Zamknąć

Can I lock you
In my pocket
Keep you for myself
Never give you away

Can I hide you
In my wallet
Where you will sleep
Away from my depths

I will feed you crumbs
Quench your thirst with champagne, wine, storms
From the wind, not with tears of sadness

I will feed you crumbs
Quench your thirst with champagne, wine, storms
And then I'll let you smoke

Can I hide you
In my closed hand
Forever keep you away
From thoughts of her, not me

Can I hide
In your pajamas
To sleep with you
Until it stops raining
Forever

It's me, the thief, the body snatcher
I don't take prisoners
Even if you want to
If you want to

I will feed you crumbs
Quench your thirst with champagne, wine, storms
From the wind, not with tears of sadness

I will feed you crumbs
Quench your thirst with champagne, wine, storms
And then I'll let you smoke

And then you'll throw me
To the bottom of the drawer
Lock it, and never return