melancholy

my name is charlotte gainsbpurg
the other gainsbourg
I wear a mustache and a beard
a vintage coat
and I never part myself with the pack of cigarettes

another phone number
written down in a piece of paper
another clothes
another razor and a bottle of perfume
thrown away in the refuse bin
sentences and single words
whispered by him during the breakdown
sooner or later
they all will be gone

another time of melancholy
another endless sitting in front of the window
another end of the world

get ready for staying at home
this is much easier
than to go to the cinema and feel alone

there will not be another hallos and goodbyes
instead of this you will probaby fall asleep
to wait until the autumn is over