Omar, I love you in the morning
When you get out on the balcony tuning your trumpet
The yearning lace suspends the life in the French Quarter
A jealous sun is cheating burning liquid
The walls are turning red the flower pots are shivering in chains
I know you are dreaming the floating orchestra
With dancing pairs of alpha and omega
Remain another moment dancing on the deck
You, plum cheek man
Sing me again the blues of cane
Before leaving to pick some water lilies
Keep me away from light keep me away from darkness
I’ll put on the new croc skin coat tonight
To save you once more from drowning
In the marshy city where we met
Where "where" is not a place but a kiss of waves