There are some who bite
There are some who crack
Some who slip
There are some who are afraid
Some run
Others hang around
Some people are wrong
I am yours
I am yours
I am yours
I am yours
It's not French no
But it's good all the same
And I give you my body
My soul and my chrysanthemum
Because I am your yours
So much I want to be yours
I give up
On all my emblems
On my career as an Amazon
br/>And on my sovereign freedom
I am yours
I am yours
I am yours
It's not correct no
But it's okay all the same
Whether they curse me
Or they damn me
I don't care yes
And I take all the blame Souls
You have to understand
You have to understand
You are my lord
You are my darling
You are my orgy
You are my lent
You are my madness, my amalgam
You are my blessed bread
My charming prince
I am yours
I'm yours
I'm yours
Be careful because I'm Italian
I'm going to discourage the ladies
I'm going to gag the beautiful sirens
I who always looked for the flames
I burn for you like a pagan
I who made men waltz
All completely ¨ere to you I give myself
I am yours
I am yours
Oh yes I am yours
Ah that is hardly said ¨re
I know but it's good all the same
And I repeat like a refrain
If you want me, I'll be yours
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