My flower, don't hurt me
My pain, don't abuse me like this
Don't sorrow
Don't sorrow me
My love, don't invade me
With your look
Don't leave me here screaming
In midway, alone
My love, don't let scape more
Any desire from your eyes
Eyes of forbidden and forgotten sins
Breathing hurts from another pain
From our immoral affair
From this love, this marginal love
I will...
My flower, don't hurt me
My pain, don't abuse me like this
Don't sorrow
Don't sorrow me
My love, don't invade me
With your look
Don't leave me here screaming
In midway, alone
My love, don't let scape more
Any desire from your eyes
Eyes of forbidden and forgotten sins
Breathing hurts from another pain
From our immoral affair
From this love, this marginal love
I will...
To shut up the most banal sex
To become poetry
from this marginal love
I will...
My flower,
Do not let, anymore, the blue of the days shut us up
Because, in this world, something will
be worth it, little girl
My love, make me believe
That everything is possible
'Cause I'm afraid it will not dawn
if you're gone
Breathing hurts from another pain
From our immoral affair
From this love, this marginal love
I will...
To shut up the most banal sex
To become poetry
from this marginal love
I will...