12.

we will always be strangers here
they hate them
look at them
crowding the streets
Swiss people do not know
how to pronounce our names
they are cold and do not
care for anybody
they have those eye-shields
like horses to look straight ahead
man, it won’t be easy for us here
then we started dancing
and singing Sinatra in translation
Ausländer in der nacht
the room it was dark
I was kissing her hair
thinking
in our case
it will be different