Black keys, white keys, my melody
Pours out again and again on your skin
Your skin, your skin
It discovers secrets among dunes and mountains
Among the correct forms you're drunk off of wine and I, off of your beauty
From today on, I won't leave home, you're my home
My home, my home
Hides 3 secrets, one in the shower, one on the floor and one on the wall
But I'm not letting you fall
Even if you think you're flying
For a day of your flying
I need to fall ten times
Undress and tell me that you have me
Wake up and tell me that you have me
Because you have me, you have me
I don't know if we'll make it to heaven
Without pauses or stops, my insanity
Erases everything that's linked to him from your mind
Your mind, your mind
Encircled by walls, by mysteries and myths, to not be able to leave her
There are no witnesses, there's just my shadow
Breathing interrupted suddenly by your mouth
Your mouth, your mouth
Is an amateur in whispers which keep me in stair 2, floor 7
But I'm not letting you fall
Even if you think you're flying
For a day of your flying
I need to fall ten times
Undress and tell me that you have me
Wake up and tell me that you have me
Because you have me, you have me
I don't know if we'll make it to heaven
3207 drunk, 2800 sober steps up to your stairs, elevator 7 floors
4 steps to the left don't make the doorbell cry
I slowly knock on your door
Undress and tell me that you have me
Wake up and tell me that you have me
Because you have me, you have me
I don't know if we'll make it to heaven