Your look is an attack on reason
Your smile is a time bomb for the heart
And your skin is a trap, into which I fall again
Again and again, again and again once
Your kisses are like a passport towards passion
Your caresses are the burning sun that melted me
And your body an earthquake, a volcano in which I dream of dying
But I wake up again
Being with you is a fantasy
You break all the monotony
You turn sorrows into joys
If you didn't exist I wouldn't live
Being with you is an adventure
Being with you is an adventure
br/>You take me to the brink of madness
Because your hands spill tenderness
You throw me with a kiss to the moon
To be with you is to discover
That I was born for you
/>You are madness, you are passion, and fire
And all I want is to be with you...
Your kisses are like a passport towards passion
Your caresses are the burning sun that I melted
And your body an earthquake, a volcano
In which dream I die but I wake up again
Being with you is a fantasy
You break all the monotony
You convert the sorrows into joys
If you did not exist I would not live
Being with you is an adventure
You take me to the brink of madness
Because your hands spill tenderness
You launch me with a kiss until the moon
To be with you is to discover
That I was born for you
You are madness, you are passion, and fire
And all I want is to be with you...
It is being with you (until the end)

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