What kind of person you are? Which kind of affairs were took you so far? Your shape not conformed with an exterior You are dressed in lether, you are light as a feather With a bullet in DOME And you were wrong when you came to my home
You always open doors with a kick One gaze and men are under your feet Other ladyes by you are bleating hairy mongrels You are full of manners, besides you're so clever But you're not THE ONE! So you were wrong when you came to my home...
Chor:
Smiling peaceful castle of my dream You never can find the way to go in
Under my heart searching, to tell the truth in my space There is no soul my dear for you