Well, we were there then,
Saturday night and with a deep conversation all began,
Just me and her upon the roof,
I have a good pal and she gives me hope,
We only get a weekend to talk,
So we don't squander time at all,
We are the species of girls living in a world where we collide with people who extort,
At least we have each other and a vacant seat,
We were talking about a life filled with dollars,
She said "she wants a good life and job that is white-collar",
I know she's haggling with a lot these days,
Some phenomena that arose in her way,
We were gossiping shit about boys,
But everyone we look for looks more like a toy,
Don't know where life will carry us,
But we hope for a fairer place that won't hurt,
I told her to relax and just let it all go,
Because autumn is the season when we all collapse and grow,
Yeah, we may sound outrageous but we speak the fact,
We cackled, we kidded, and exhilarate ourselves,
We want a life with red wine and a good compilation of books editions on our bookshelf,
Well, life is not what we expect,
That's what detectives like us suspect,
Just two girls conserving dreadful secrets,
It was not only just the two of us but the calmness in the atmosphere,
But also the moon concealment in the clouds and listening to our talks from our back,
We strived and asked the moon,
Please find us a promising date very soon,
We don't want to spend our whole life being a wallflower,
So please your highness stipend our wish before we become old,
But not when we will have ruffles and we won't look like gold,
So she struck a match and,
She was talking about her wish to have her own company, the moon whispered back to 'calm down honey,
it's not easy as it looks to make a lot of money,
wish we had a place like a moon to count on a place where everything is so calm,
And that was the night just the two of us upon the canopy,
Praying for the possibility,
Praying for existence,
Two secluded chicks under the pale moonlight,
Well, there was nothing but the moon and serenity by our side...
-Sash...
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