English
If there is a path from heart to heart
This is most surely love,
Your wind was enough for me
All hell was raised.
Open your door, I've arrived.
What I wear, is a shirt of fire
I'll nurture you with bird's milk
I'll smell you like perfume
The palaces of my heart are yours
You make me cry, I'll still love you,
I'll hold you up on a pede stal,
I'll rock you to sleep on my knee
The palaces of my heart are yours,
I'll make you live, you
Hold me by the hand, take me away,
With a whoop, take me inside you,
Walls are not merely made by stone,
Write that down somewhere
If I can't embrace you and go to bed
Sleep will not enter my eyes
I care not for the world
I've become stir crazy for you
If there is a path from heart to heart
This is most surely love,
Your wind was enough for me
All hell was raised.
Open your door, I've arrived.
What I wear, is a shirt of fire
I'll nurture you with bird's milk
I'll smell you like perfume
The palaces of my heart are yours
You make me cry, I'll still love you,
I'll hold you up on a pede stal,
I'll rock you to sleep on my knee
The palaces of my heart are yours,
I'll make you live, you
Hold me by the hand, take me away,
With a whoop, take me inside you,
Walls are not merely made by stone,
Write that down somewhere
If I can't embrace you and go to bed
Sleep will not enter my eyes
I care not for the world
I've become stir crazy for you