Текст How To Dress Well – A Memory, The Spinning Of A Body | Nonkilling 2

No. I don’t think I want to know.
Don’t think I want to «settle out»
Don’t think I want it said aloud.
The f‌ire came way after the smoke;

How could I hurt you?
I ask you, if no one had entered the room
Then who closed the door?
Who watched? With what eyes?

When I left,
The blue sky was beaming
This color gave me nothing:
Reciting a forgetting.

A memory,
The spinning of a body,
The wording of a question:
Reciting a forgetting.

How could I hurt you?
I ask you, if no one had entered the room
Then who closed the door?
Who watched? With what eyes?

How could I hurt you?
I had to, to say I’m good enough for you.
Who closed what door?
Who acts? Who decides?