To be continued...The beautiful, in the woods, has just given her soul backBut I will be her man, through all her fablesYes, spirit, are you there, at the rendezvous of the libertines?I pray, with me, of women until the early morningIn the name of the rose, my friend, the woman, lend me your bodyTo write things to the one who waits for me in heaven and that I adoreIn the name of the rose, my friend, the woman, lend me your bodyTo write things to the one who waits for me in heaven and that I adoreYou were the heir of the original sinCome back to earth to give me back the taste of saltHabit leur corps, tu as les plus belles croupes que j'ai posées sur un lit de cristalHabit leur corps, nous allons être ce couple qui va oser se prendre avec des griffes de métalIn the name of the rose, my friend, the woman, lend me your bodyTo write things to the one who waits for me in heaven and that I adoreIn the name of the rose, my friend, the woman, lend me your bodyOuvrez vos maisons clottes à celle qui descend du ciel et que j'adoreMatérialise-toi dans un moule de chairOn réalisera ce qui t'est le plus cherIn the name of the rose, my friend, the woman, lend me your bodyTo write things to the one who waits for me in heaven and that I adoreIn the name of the rose, my friend, the woman, lend me your bodyTo write things to the one who waits for me in heaven and that I adoreLa la la la la la la la