I never, ever imagined my need,
haunted, yes, for him,
mom told me like this: stop,
desire or love, you will know better.
I want, I want to have your heart,
your looks, your heat,
your kiss, your touch,
your sensuality.
Oh, stop, stop it,
that moment
Your sensuality will remain
for many more centuries.
After a while it seems that the passion fades away,
maybe not always, maybe, < br/>Mom used to say like this: stop yourself
desire or love, you'll know better.
I want, I want to have...etc.
I'll ask you... Don't pretend anymore, be more natural,
I would love you like that, much more.
Desire or love, you will know better.
I want, I want to have ...etc.
Have your heart,
your looks, your heat,
your kiss, your touch,
your sensuality.
Oh, stop, stop it ,
that the moment will remain
for many more centuries,
your sensuality.

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