How I would like your breath on me,
your frail body
and coming to your aid in every unsteady step and
hugging you with passion
your frail body
and coming to your aid in every unsteady step and
hugging you with passion
If your kisses were true
born from a pure feeling
I would give you everythig, everything you want
but not freedom, I'm not giving it to you
I know you can give me paradise
but I was born free
what a Bitter Love of yours, that caught you in a grip
and has no mercy of you.
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