I nourish myself with your breathing.
Your warmth brings me the calm and rest.
In your soft cuddle I am sneezing
As if you are my soul friend.

The nervous system rocks around.
The hope cuts my ganglions.
The intrigue is not to be bound
By thought you are somewhere beyond!!!

A sinner won't be saved by praying.
A dove won't sing songs to his wife.
Out my my soul something is spraying,
Breaks loose, like it's creating life...

Sunbeams will touch your hands, so tender!
To this warmth you are doomed to yield.
To the skyline waves are extending
And we will sweep all over winds...