He deals the cards as a meditation And those he plays never suspect He doesn´t play for the money he wins He doesn´t play for respect
He deals the cards to find the answer The sacred geometry of chance The hidden law of a probable outcome The numbers lead a dance
I know that the spades are swords of a soldier I know that the clubs are weapons of war I know that diamonds mean money for this art But that´s not the shape of my heart
He may play the jack of diamonds He may lay the queen of spades He may conceal a king in his hand While the memory of it fades
I know that the spades are swords of a soldier I know that the clubs are weapons of war I know that diamonds mean money for this art But that´s not the shape of my heart That´s not the shape The shape of my heart
And if I told you that I loved you You´d maybe think there´s something wrong I´m not a man of too many faces The mask I wear is one
Those who speak know nothing And find out to their cost Like those who curse their luck in too many places And those who smile are lost
I know that the spades are swords of a soldier I know that the clubs are weapons of war I know that diamonds mean money for this art But that´s not the shape of my heart
That´s not the shape of my heart That´s not the shape The shape of my heart