Testo Springtime Coming Soon

Down in the airshaftOf the old hotelDoors on both sidesOf a concrete cellNo sign of daylightNo happy viewA two-ipllow mattressOne hardly usedAnd a man lies stillHis face up to the moonThe sound of footstepsIn the corridorTwo hands knockingOn a pair of doorsThe black and shinyLimousineComes to a standstillSilentlyAnd the man behind the wheel he croons a tuneIt's a clear day springtime coming soon