Текст песни: Hotel Carcass + перевод

In the morning, a bellboy came to bring me my towel,

which will smell of you, and feel like you, and look

somewhat like you-- the sight of threads

ridiculously woven tightly, as if, in resistance,

someone will threaten to pull them apart.

Blushing to myself, I kept quiet, and politely said,

«thank you.»

In the afternoon, the front desk called

and asked if they could come clean this room.

«Oh no,» I said, «not this room… Not right now"--

the violence here soon mocking our mad nights

of love, as if, in resistance,

someone had told us the neighbors just died.

Blushing to myself, I kept still, and politely said,

«no, thank you.»

In the evening, the cab driver knocked on my door

and asked for my luggage, which weighs heavily

like you, and feels shapely like you, and looks

preposterously like you-- the resemblance

almost uncanny to a juxtaposition of your thousand

sleeping positions, as if, in resistance,

someone had stuffed your bludgeoned body in it

(your bone-bits and ligaments still wrapped in my towel).

Blushing to myself, I kept calm, and politely said,

«meow.»

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