I love the rhythm of your hips
Your dress on half-mass
I love your eyes dark as sin
Erase my wrinkles, draw a smile on me
I love your eyes, dark as sin
I love you, yet it may be too late for everything
Dangerously you get under my skin
However I'm just
A little stone in your brooch
Come on, little doe, don't be scared
Why are you running away from me, I'm no hunter
Come on, little doe, don't be scared
I love you, yet you take away my breath
Choir
A hunter and a doe
A path strewn with secrets
Like ice, like ember
It'll never make a pair
I love your cheeky 'Good evening'
I love your Italian jewelry that clinks
I love your eyes, dark as sin
I love you, yet it may be too late for everything