My mother deserted me at five
Father always was invisible
My spouse traded me for cheap dope
Friends are far away like thinning clouds…
In my sleepless nights
my heart is barren like the Sahara –
no oasis, no music, no feeling,
no remorse and no sunrise on the horizon

But I see all kinds of strange smiling faces all the time
in my dreams like glittering stars in the desert sky