SIX STRINGS

I can not live
you not accept me.
I'm glad to know that you will stay.
Being me, it would be a step
A cherub of a wing only
that is finally able to fly.

I can not live without causing friction
I might fall
I am an Aryan, impulsive
and yet:
I have you, some attention,
I'm not a saint, a sinner
My heart wants to hide
with new wings to fly
because I'm not a predator
Today I just want to get to see you go
with his love. With your love you will.
With your love, your love, my love.

I can not live
you not accept me.
I'm glad to know That you will stay.
Being me, it would be a step
The cherub of a wing only
that is finally Able to fly.