Shadow Lover :

My shadow
Never rings the doorbell,
But it creeps into the house
Through the pigeonhole.

This always happens
When you're with my picture
I wonder if he sees or foresees
What I do to you, baby,
And I wonder if he hears everything,
And your moans, baby doll!

You will sleep with a gun in my hand
From now on
Until you get rid of my shadow of yours!
Tea, coffee, my shadow or me?
© UnsOzu