Mysteeri [Mysteriet] [English translation]

You're talking me dizzy,

and making sure

that I listen silently,

as your lips keep on going

I guess you're flying somewhere

beyond the milky way

when to the front of infinity

your thought wanders

But I'm thinking about

your wonderful eyes

and your beautiful hands'

perfect shape

And what they do to me

when they meet mine

Like a butterfly becoming free

from it's dull cocoon

I'm thinking about the mystery of you

and wonder over all the wonders

that you love me.

I'm thinking about the mystery of you...

Your eagerness is great when you go on

about god and religions

you're not stopping even

when you take a sip of wine

I get dizzy when you bring me

into your reflections

I think it pleases you to see me

in my awkwardness

But I'm just thinking

about the shape of you body

and how your breasts waver

when you come beside me

And how your hands making a map

of my uncharted island

they're building a home

where my heart is

I'm thinking about mystery of you...

You're the wine that makes me drunk

you can do anything, i'm all yours

i desire you, i want you

I'm thinking about mystery of you...