[HANSCHEN]nCome, cream away the blissnTravel the world within my lipsnFondle the pearl of your distant dreamsnHaven’t you heard the word of your body?nnOh, you’re gonna be woundednOh, you’re gonna be my woundnOh, you’re gonna bruise, toonOh, I’m gonna be your bruisenn[ERNST] nOh God…nn[HANSCHEN]nI know. nWhen we look back, thirty years from now,nTonight will seem unbelievably beautifulnn[ERNST] nAnd…in the meantime?nn[HANSCHEN] nWhy not?nn[ERNST] nOn my way here this afternoon, I thought perhaps, we’d only talknn[HANSCHEN]nSo, are you sorry we…?nn[ERNST] nOh no. I love you Hanschen, as I have never loved anyone.nn[HANSCHEN] nAnd so you should.nn[ERNST]nOh, I’m gonna be woundednOh, I’m gonna be your woundnn[BOTH]nOh, I’m gonna bruise younOh, you’re gonna be my bruisenn[ALL]nOh, you’re gonna be woundednOh, I’m gonna be your woundnOh, you’re gonna bruise toonOh, I’m gonna be your bruise