…everybody who has rushed into Icon´s abyss
( will kiss and kiss again )
and then meet at the corner of Hi and Bye
Masha ( you carry Spain within you ) and oh, how
I wanted to put a tiny scar on your cheek
by the way, do you still drink the same wine?
To me you were the only star of Mrs Winnipeg
( they told me you were to be a heroine )
They all thought you were going to change the world
and its politics
( how childish when I come to think about it )
Masha! You did not spin around my Ego-Cosmos
Sometimes I believe you were not even there!
( Ha, everything was EU that semester )
where then are we now?
some sort of aquintances?
we would tell the same old stories,
discussing old colonies ( oh, yeah! ),
thinking we are so free and radical
Everything a kind of Middle-class world ( I sigh! )…..
And all the rest will be referred to in accurate terms
( something forgotten, something lost )
issues we say we understand
and Mrs Winnipeg, you will be for-ever there!
The one and only Aristocrat to me
( arguments so prepared )
Masha did not have to claim the world stem from our Civilisation
And somehow I look up at the old Icons on the wall