Moon ash, little foam bubble
Pushed by the wind, I burn and I catch cold
Between my dunes rest my misfortunes
It's naked, may I learn virtue
I, I am a libertine, I am a whore
I, I am so fragile, someone hold my hand
Split the moon, thorn and feather kisses
Rocked by a small wind, I wander
Life is sad like a glass of grenadine
To love is to cry when we bow
I, I am a libertine, I am a whore
I, I am so fragile, someone hold my hand
When on my body, you fall asleep, I evaporate
Baby you sleep and me I wait for dawn
When from my lips you remove yourself, a bitter taste
Reminds me that I am in heaven
Moon ash, little foam bubble
Lost in the wind, I burn and I catch cold
My body is scared, skin wet, I have no more soul
Dad, they violated my heart
I, I am a libertine, I am a whore
I, I am so fragile, someone hold my hand