You shake, I sweat, it stings 

I ache, you're wet, I cling 

Your thighs, your breasts, my cheek

Your eyes, undress, don't speak 



Since when, on time, you smiled 

Since then, oh I'm, beguiled 

So pure, your skin, tiptoe 

I'm sure, you win, don't go 





Like Gina Lollobrigida in "Belles de Nuit"

Like Gina Lollobrigida in "Belles de Nuit"



I stare, for too long, and you woke





Your hair, a song, I stroke

I'm glad, this breeze, so still 





You're sad, but please, I will 



Like Gina Lollobrigida in "Belles de Nuit"

Like Gina Lollobrigida in "Belles de Nuit"