Слова песни Ben Hermanski — On The Couch

I slept in the train on the day I left home

I slept on the couch at her place all alone

We took silly pictures with unselfish smiles;

embraced for too long and then muttered “Good Night”

A lot to confess, even more to leave out;

there are lots of silence in doubt

I’m too scared to be with

a studied psychologist

For fear of transparency

I’m too scared to be.

When she went down under to study abroad

we barely bowed out, but that wasn’t her fault.

A talk in the kitchen, we later dragged out

in bits and in pieces when her mum left the house.

An autograph left in her autograph book

for all the belongings I took.

And we all confess sometimes

for the soothing of the talk

I’m afraid of the reply

but to be honest, aren’t we all?