Creperie Framboise

LEMONIA (F)LEAP EDELTRAUD => AN EASTER TIME BALLADE

GOOD TUESDAY MORNING
10/4/2012
 
CREPERIE FRAMBOISE
 
“Creperie Framboise”,
In an Athens’ central street,
Where you get a good buzz,
And besides something to eat!
 
Do I get a good buzz?
Do I want something to eat?
Up and down goes the fuzz,
Whores and immigrants here meet.
 
What I want is a drink,
So I order a cognac,
I just feel on the brink,
You are gone, you won’t come back.
 
Not an hour ago,
You came out with the truth,
Though you were a bit slow,
Still, our talking was so smooth!
 
You have got a new man,
How on earth should I respond,
My heart goes on the run,
But it cannot break the bond.

I didn’t know what to say,
So I hope you’ll understand,
My full winter’s dismay,
As you get the upper hand.
 
We said things that sound cool,
But the coolest thing of all:
I pretend to be a fool,
On a short telephone call.
 
I said, “Baby, its ok,
Kind of thing to be expected”,
(So in some future day,
I won’t feel so much rejected).
 
Ha! A new message comes,
Germany demands from Greece,
They just think, we are dums,
But they got the Golden Fleece.
 
She demands one sms,
As a written confirmation,
That our lives won’t be a mess,
So I send an affirmation.
 
Oh, I do, my lovely lass,
I confirm respect and distance,
Are we not in such a rush
To strike a deal at this fair instance?
 
It’s a deal and it is fair,
“Mutual Respect”, we call it,
Don’t you ask, don’t ever dare,
How I’ll manage and I’ll roll it.
 
What a fool I have been
For two years in a row,
From my daily routine,
To wake up I was so slow!
 
“Creperie Framboise”,
I just need another drink,
Look the thing that she does,
She replies with a wink!
 
That’s quite alright, my sweet,
Keep your records well updated,
I just feel like death a bit,
Nothing overestimated!
 
I don’t know if your people
Love my own a little better,
I’m Popeye on the steeple,
Writing to you this letter.