the torture of love is killing me I'm carring it in a life that tortures me northly (meaning takes me where ever it wants)
I'm carrying it all of my saddness are crying (for him)
the magic of his eyes's driving me crazy with its arrows enough with your torture you're gonna kill me
in my heart he is, *not very clear sorry, don't really understand it*
oh the man of the desert, they've hurt me and his hurting me is still hurting