In the noisy restaurant´s hall
in the middle of the joy and lies
the harbour of a strayed poet.
Next to the table just opposite
you are sitting and watching around
all in the ray of the night light.
And it just happened,
the words left the lips
and made my drunk head spinning:
What a woman, oh, what a woman
just to have someone like you...
Not feeling a floor under my feet,
between the heaven and the earth
like in a dream - I am dancing with you.
Smell of our breaths is inviting,
making us drunk and poisoned,
how sweetly I am drawning in it.
Our bodies are so near
and mad words
I am whispering shamlessly to you.
What a woman, oh, what a woman
just to have someone like you...
You´ll leave with someone else - I know,
he is petting you for a long time already
and it won´t be me who will accompany you to your home.
It´s burning in my soul more than a fire - you aren´t mine, you aren´t mine,
so why I am so jealous?
How much of the wine I need
to chase you out of my memory
and forget about my mad dream...
What a woman, oh, what a woman
just to have someone like you...