Goût de fraise [La rencontre] [English translation]

Sitting on my rocking-chair

I stare at you softly

Intrusive desires are raining

It revives me right now

I focus on your lips

Sugar taste, accidentally

She attracts me intensely

I think of nothing but her

When you are looking at my mouth

Your right eye comes back down

Damn, I touch you

And you believe me, it's pleasant

Your left eye devours me

Your right eye wonders

Confused molecules

Your both eyes pierce me

Oh, oh, oh

It's the two of us, we pierce

Patterns on our bodies

My both eyes evaporate the landscape

My love

Let yourself go, I don't want to leave

Let yourself go, I don't want to leave

Let yourself go, I don't want to leave

Let yourself go

A strawberry taste

On fire

Kiss my fingers

A strawberry taste on your lips

Look at me one last time