Grotte Stéphane Stéphanie Songtext
von Jean‐Michel Bernard

I am collecting beautiful objects
A pair of shoes
Some glasses
Telephone
Typewriter


They are made from wood and felt with apparent stitches
Their delicate and finished appearances friendly
They are quiet
Stephanie made them, and I will expose them in an exhibition
And there′s this amazing blanket
It's thick red felt with big white stitches
Wild animals are running on it

She smiled
I bend over a rock to try to reach her
My stomach compressed, hurts

Stephanie?
Can you hold my hand?
I cannot sleep
She takes it