Kuume [English translation]

elvis is still alive

if you just have a moment

and black cherries

he comes through your window

on a spring evening

you'll place a soft pillow under his head

and pet his crown

let him cry against your shoulder

yeah and you just stay there

and smile will return to his lips

and colours to his face

moon will shine upon his feathers

when he talks to you

it's rising again

it's rising again

fever

it's rising again

it's rising again

fever

put your lips against mine

your lips against mine again

once more

put your lips against mine

your lips against mine again

once more

elvis is still in the house

and you'll have a moment

to gyrate hips

like there was no tomorrow

on a spring evening

you made me shine

I would want to sing

but I don't have a voice

and I would stay

but I have to leave before the light

it's rising again

it's rising again

fever

it's rising again

it's rising again

fever

put your lips against mine

your lips against mine again

once more

put your lips against mine

your lips against mine again

once more

again

once more

put your lips against mine

your lips against mine again

once more

it's rising again

it's the fever

it's rising