The stars put a dash in the sky
To break the echoing night
You will probably want something
Once one has come here
And I
Do not mind
If you
Help
All other women are slude - go on, frown
The stars of today shine down the street
Invite me to wait a minute - you will be clever
You are my sea, and I am your Cousteau
In the hour of vice and robbery
We are warming with you
We today will be three
You and I, and this night
Fire
And trembling
What
Are you waiting for?
All other women are slude - go on, frown
The stars of today shine down the street
Invite me to wait a minute - you will be clever
You are my sea, and I am your Cousteau