Barcelona
this whirling melody
a drum playing heartbeats and colours
in to you we fell
so young in your body
you touched us
ripped us off our clothes
we were naked in our blueeyedness
denna virvlande melodi
en trumma som spelar hjärtslag och färger
här drogs vi in
så unga i dig
du tog på oss
drog av oss kläderna
vi var nakna i all vår naivety
with you

you dont smell like the ones I use to love
acidiy smoke from cigarettes
Lovisa laughed, said
Felicia, that is actually haschish
when the guys smoked on the balcony

guys here look at us eternally
wine here costs two juro or nothing
depends on who we flirted with
we've never been this young before
filled with this girly awareness

i live with a lonely dog and a crazy marroccan
the only man in this city who doesnt hit on me
and the days taste like newly kneeded doughs and mynthe
fried garlic and old basura
we are tricked into another dance
time after time after time
buying funny things at segunda mano
getting smashed every other night or so
losing ourselves in the conjugations of cuanto cuesta
laughing, a lot
we really do laugh a lot

one morning I wake up at the Hilton's
i remember the night as one of the nights I wouldnt want to remember
another morning i wake up with lips gently toughing my forehead
tasting like the night I'll have to make myself forget
he makes it
so
so
hard to part
we kiss each other until we cant anymore
until time forces itself between us
this thing about distance has always been so appealing
here we are
soon two separate pushpins on a map
only right now
sharing location

and in my class
there is an idiot I once fell in love with
shit like that sticks longer than we pretend
but I revenge like a child
pull his hair and breaks his favorite toy
us girls stick together so now everybody hates him

and inbetween all these
drugs
all
sex
all of these
drinks
we loose ourselves
we forget sweden
we forget perfectly straight lines and
press folded shirts
cleaness standards and the fear of the unknown
and
jump
right
out

Barcelona, catch us now