Bruno Pelletier sans te le dire

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Magical moment when I get lost some evenings
There are these embraces that upset me in my dreams
I surrender to all my escapades prisoner of my desire
I I'm ready to sell my soul
...I love you without telling you...
There's your look that obsesses me
and it opens trap
Suddenly I forget my taboos
and I confess to myself
Passion for chance that kills me
of decadence in delirium
Aux corners of lost feelings
...I love you without telling you...
Ferrility in my caresses never dared
When the desire is too strong for me under siege
I want to burn
I surrender to all my fantasies shipwrecked
in this pleasure
I am ready to sell my soul
. ..I love you without telling you...

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