Your lips are still trembling and the man carried by your heart, seems less strong
And if the fight ends
It's for sure because they took you by the hand
Very softly you murmur everything I love, you assure me
And in your defeats you promise me that a new day is for tomorrow
Softly you make me see the sweetest of your stories
And the further our idylle goes, the more girls join the dance
Her lips are still trembling under my weight her heart vibrates stronger
And the fears she has are growing
She knows there was another one in my bed
Very softly I murmur her
to calm down all of her worries
And in my lies I remind her
That in my eyes there's no one but her
Softly you make me see the sweetest of your stories
And the further our idylle goes, the more girls join the dance
Softly you make me see the sweetest of your stories
And the further our idylle goes, the more girls join the dance