A glance, a light or a pair of pearls
Even though they're blue, I'm yours and I owe you
For this wealth
A mouth that I know
Not because it talks sweetly to me
And yes, it's a good kisser
Everything is viable for those who make it with pleasure
Seduction, frenzy
That's how I feel you, sexy, tree
A species chosen to be the hand of the gold
The autumn to translate how to live the very splendour
Your skin, a bourbon, warms me up as I wish
Sweet home to like (someone) is a current thing, as well as being so good