You told you`re mine, but you`re so distant.
I`m glad I met you on my way.
I can`t express how much I missed it.
You can`t be mine, and I`m not yours,
But in my soul I`m yours forever…
It doesn`t change a lot, of course.
For me it changes much, however.
The way you look, the way you touch
And how you smile each time you see me.
I`ll miss your eyes, miss them so much...
They are so dear to me, so gleamy.
I love the way you`re making fun
And how you sing in French while dancing.
I like the way your speech is done
And also like your every fancy.
I like the way you`re stealing sweets
And how you ask about my secret,
I like the way you treat your kids.
I even like to buy you tickets.
But most of all I like your smell.
Oh, God, this perfume makes me crazy.
It`s done by demons in the hell
To help you tempt attractive ladies.