I dreamed of you, girl.
Just last night.
Much of you was naked
ah, but some part was light and airy.
The sands of time flowed
between your index and your thumb,
and you were waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to happen.

Ah, girl, why don't we get married,
we've been alone for too long.
Let's stay alone together.
Let's see if we have the strength.
Yes, let's do something crazy,
something completely wrong
while we wait
for the miracle, for the miracle to happen.

There’s nothing else to do
when you know you’ve been caught.
There’s nothing else to do
when you beg for a crumb.
There’s nothing else to do
when you just have to keep waiting
for the miracle to happen.

When you've fallen on the highway
and you’re lying there in the rain
and they ask you how you're doing
of course you say you can't complain.
If they squeeze you for information
that's where you have to pretend to be dumb:
just say you're out there waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to happen.

one of his most beautiful songs. do you think it holds up even without
music? (some verses are missing)