Cautious tenderness strips the care. Your temptations are whispers in my ear. Soul-made storms are you to ride. Let me wake the beauty that you hide inside.
Chorus: Oh my Gloria, Love is to pray. This Holy euphoria Heals the shadows in me
Lines of your body. Is a melody, melody. Which wraps me in Pleasure and peace.
Nature blossoms for your look. My air strongholds, they shiver from your sigh Time flows’ll steal signs of kiss, But I will stay a little point on your sky
Chorus: Oh my Gloria, Love is to pray. This Holy euphoria Heals the shadows in me.