• Frissons, anxiété, nerfs à fleur de peau,....

    Watching every motion
    In my foolish lover's game
    On this endless ocean
    Finally lovers know no shame

    Turning and returning
    To some secret place inside
    Watching in slow motion
    As you turn around and say

    Take my breath away

    Watching I keep waiting
    Still anticipating love
    Never hesitating
    To became the fated ones

     BERLIN. 1986 


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