To be continued...
The beautiful, in the woods, has just given her soul back
But I will be her man, through all her fables
Yes, spirit, are you there, at the rendezvous of the libertines?
I pray, with me, of women until the early morning
In the name of the rose, my friend, the woman, lend me your body
To write things to the one who waits for me in heaven and that I adore
In the name of the rose, my friend, the woman, lend me your body
To write things to the one who waits for me in heaven and that I adore
You were the heir of the original sin
Come back to earth to give me back the taste of salt
Habit leur corps, tu as les plus belles croupes que j'ai posées sur un lit de cristal
Habit leur corps, nous allons être ce couple qui va oser se prendre avec des griffes de métal
In the name of the rose, my friend, the woman, lend me your body
To write things to the one who waits for me in heaven and that I adore
In the name of the rose, my friend, the woman, lend me your body
Ouvrez vos maisons clottes à celle qui descend du ciel et que j'adore
Matérialise-toi dans un moule de chair
On réalisera ce qui t'est le plus cher
In the name of the rose, my friend, the woman, lend me your body
To write things to the one who waits for me in heaven and that I adore
In the name of the rose, my friend, the woman, lend me your body
To write things to the one who waits for me in heaven and that I adore
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