The spring, like a dress of an immigrant, was of
course made without love.
1st Verse:
I want you with the strength of your fragrance,
I wet you with the b***** tears of violence... of violence...of violence...
When your hands softly come around my feelings,
I can fall in a s**y maze of needings... of
needings...your needings...
Chorus:
Army of my giant love fights inside every ones
And wins and loses all at once.
I bother you to understand,
Your gloomy vice will take you away till the end.
2nd Verse:
Once again we should never trust our fever,
And in time, we could mix our love in a river... in
a river...in a river...
Chorus :
Army of my giant love fights inside every ones
And wins and loses all at once.
Army of my giant love fights inside every ones
And wins and loses all at once.
I bother you to understand,
That any strong desire's always insane.
End:
Black Vulture gets in your bitter cells;
In agonizing yells
course made without love.
1st Verse:
I want you with the strength of your fragrance,
I wet you with the b***** tears of violence... of violence...of violence...
When your hands softly come around my feelings,
I can fall in a s**y maze of needings... of
needings...your needings...
Chorus:
Army of my giant love fights inside every ones
And wins and loses all at once.
I bother you to understand,
Your gloomy vice will take you away till the end.
2nd Verse:
Once again we should never trust our fever,
And in time, we could mix our love in a river... in
a river...in a river...
Chorus :
Army of my giant love fights inside every ones
And wins and loses all at once.
Army of my giant love fights inside every ones
And wins and loses all at once.
I bother you to understand,
That any strong desire's always insane.
End:
Black Vulture gets in your bitter cells;
In agonizing yells