The night is like a lovely tune!
Beware my foolish heart!...
How white the ever constant moon!
Take care my foolish heart!...
There's a line between love and fascination
that's hard to see on an evening such as this,
´cause they give the very same sensation,
when you're lost in the magic of a kiss...
His lips are much too close to mine!
Beware my foolish heart!...
But should our eager lips combine,
then let the fire starts!
'Cause this time it isn't fascination,
or a dream that will fade and fall apart.
It's love, this time,
it's love my foolish heart!...
Beware my foolish heart!...
How white the ever constant moon!
Take care my foolish heart!...
There's a line between love and fascination
that's hard to see on an evening such as this,
´cause they give the very same sensation,
when you're lost in the magic of a kiss...
His lips are much too close to mine!
Beware my foolish heart!...
But should our eager lips combine,
then let the fire starts!
'Cause this time it isn't fascination,
or a dream that will fade and fall apart.
It's love, this time,
it's love my foolish heart!...