Though i want you,though you want me, [bad word] of it,
to the main mast we are tied fast.

With your arms in the air, alone you're dancing,
and you bind me and unbind me and always you trick me.
On feet [bad word] and without shoes
in a play without an ending you are always rehearsing.

Though I want you , though you want me, [bad word] of it,
to the main mast we are tied.

With your arms raised high you are reaching for somewhere ,
an invisible ribbon you are stretching to catch.
With your eyes closed you look right trough me
like a wide open book you are reading me.