There's not a single interesting dream
Worth renting at this place.
In the light the springtime is let loose,
But you're not around.
It'll fall apart here, and look,
Night, on the burning windows, windows, windows.
I'd like to talk a long time with you,
and for a long time kiss you.
I'd like to talk a long time with you,
and for a long time kiss you.
A long time,
A long time,
I'd like to talk a long time with you,
and kiss you for a long time.
A long time,
A long time,
I'd like to talk a long time with you,
and kiss you for a long time.
It's just when I look at you,
I feel like someone in heaven.
Our destiny, like a sweater, is knitted -
Double-threaded, to be even warmer.
Here the little threads are gathered in a row,
Like the windows on the street.
I'd like to sit quietly with you a long time
And for a long time kiss you.
For a long time,
For a long time.
I'd like to sit quietly with you a long time
And for a long time kiss you.
For a long time,
For a long time.
I'd like to sit quietly with you a long time
And for a long time kiss you.