because in blues | final version

because in blues
I grasp the neck
I feel the world ending for me
the moment begins
I play what I feel
sometimes I cry so does she with me
when I am happy,
she exults with me

I always rediscover her
take care of her
because she is like a woman
gentle,
pure,
marvellous

because in blues
like in life
one should be honest

because in blues
like in life
one should love

because in blues
like in poetry
beautifully

because in blues
like in poetry
simply