I can feel you in the air, which has changed
Anticipating the summer
And scorching me a little bit
I can feel you running on my back
Life is not a rhyme
For that which I don’t know
I can feel you in the middle of a strophe
A segment which was lazy at first
But now it’s not (lazy) any longer
I can feel you, my stomach contracts
The rest laughs it off
As soon as you arrive
Here, it can never be said about life
You arrive when it looks like you were gone
I can hear you inside all songs
Inside places which I know
I feel you
And I speak of perfumes
You sneak into a thought
And will never drop it
I can feel you
To the point I feel disturbed
To the point that now it’s too late
Stay here as long as you want
Here, it can never be said about life
You arrive when it looks like you were gone
I can hear you inside all songs
Inside places which I always know
Me, with the sun right in front of my face
And under my skin
What will you do to me?