Quiet whisper Sweet smell Tenderness of the skin Stroking hands You are stroking my hands And look into the soul Emerald eyes With many faces ... they have so many faces
Darkness covers the city Stars again come out for a walk And I know why To see your eyes ... I love you
Stars ... they are probably just jealous Otherwise, they wouldn't go out every dark night And wouldn't look at our windows Because every time they go out Ends another day Stars .. they just want to steal you from me But the clouds cover us and we don't need to hide Give me your hand and we'll go for a walk in the rain This storm is crying because it know that it cant hide us forever And sooner or later you will be far away again...