under the mediterranean skies
the moon pauses, and folds
worries, says to me a man with a paint-brush
and paints you similar, either yes or no
now there is time to lay down
half the world takes a drug
shivers in my body, roxen song
i shiver from discrimination to
under the mediterranean skies
you had time to put on make-up and charm
going to the streets with a bit of confidence
returning with your tail curled between your legs
half the world is narrowly sustained
half the world hates half
shivers in my body
betting who is a foe and who is a friend
under the mediterranean skies
night falls upon watermelons
sweet illusions
gold sparks on the neck and it throws
you from here to there
me from there to here
like ballet tune
till the sea returns from its rage
no, we won't know
it goes high,goes high, goes high on us
how it goes high on us
under the mediterranean skies
your hands stroke me with a rare stroke
elections is ahead
you are a political beast- Particularly keen with minorities
now there is the time in eastern style
half the world sings greece
shivers in my body anyhow
from terror and love
under the mediterranean skies
night falls upon watermelons
sweet illusions
gold sparks on the neck and it throws
you from here to there
me from there to here
like ballet tune
till the sea returns from its rage
no, we won't know
it goes high,goes high, goes high on us
how it goes high on us