You, my desire is...
your body,
Your slippery hands...
Can\'t do it.
What is it?
My true desire is you.
Give me your sigh\'s
At the end of an extenuos day,
Then come with me
and cry.
Besides,
The moon will follow
our ravenous sight,
That hides in the deepness shadows,
...and in your body,
when we close our eyes
And lies...