I am the fire that burns your skin
I am the water that quenches your thirst
The castle, the tower, I am
The sword that guards the fortune
You, the air that I breathe
And the light of the moon over the sea
The throat that I long to wet
But the fear to drown in love
And which wishess will you give me?
You tell me, "My love, just by looking at it
it’ll be yours, it’ll be yours."