Love means waking up in the morning
In the golden sun of a day that was born
And feel that fresh flavour in the air
Of peach blossom and think of you .. and .. and .. and ...
- Ah, but is it possible that you move your furniture just when I'm making songs?
The housewife...
And give yourself a comb...
If you can find a bulldozer to do it -
Love means that sweet wavering
Of that butterfly, which timidly descends
Next to a flower, it gives me an emotion
A sweet passion that lives on you .. and .. and .. and ...
- It is certain that the garbage truck near you is a Rococo parlour
And then you're so thin
I would also make you eat
But I don't know from whom... -
Joy takes my hand
And a distant echo of a love chorus
Tells me that the world is happy with me .. and .. and .. and ...
- And don't shave yourself with my razor!
And then don't laugh:
You have a tooth every twenty minutes! -
After all, the sun settles down
And it dyes pink
Our love
- No, you don't have crooked eyes
Of course, the right eye twirls
But who knows where the left one looks? Is closed! -
Love
love love
love love
- Well, now don't take it, because after all you would have a beautiful skin...
I know the scales that screw you! -
Love, love