For the first time,
I will feel with you my wife
For which time,
for which time,
I drink a cup of my own
For which time,
for which time,
I will feel with you my wife
I want something like this
And without you to melt
Carry me on your wings
To the desert of light
I want something like this
Passion and tenderness to burn
Your fiery hands Let me be entangled
For the first time,
for the first time,
I drink a cup of my own
For the first time,
for the first time,
I will feel with you my wife
For the first time,
for the first time,
I drink a cup of my own
For the first time,
for the first time, I will feel with you my wife
For the first time,
for the first time I drink a cup of my own
For the first time,
for the first time,
I will feel with you my wife
For the first time,
for the first time,
I'll yearn for a cup of my own
For the first time,
for the first time I will feel with you my wife