For the South Pole, I feel good I take another pillow The pocket of my Springfield Model 61 Right next to yours And if your heart hurts me I could wrap myself And you will taste I'm flying to Terra Deli Aboard my submarine I dream of Giza and Rome I dream of melancholy I'm in paradise A forgotten empire Past adventures I always loved you I'm flying to Cali 44 Aboard Baby Dragoon I'm afraid to fall asleep Afraid of vampire dreams More travel in the city The Cosmos, very little for me 1861 It will be cold for the train