| Ma foix, my force, ma voix, my vows
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| Gypsy Madonna, all your beauty’s
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| In your eyebrows
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| Don’t touch them, je fais le dernier parti, silently
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| Finally. |
| I feel all the furies of love violently
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| Flowers in the rain, wild fires in the orchard
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| Singing through the pain, I beg to feel tortured
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| Sugar and chaos, everyone else is boring
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| Let’s make dirty babies until the morning
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| Love sick how much deeper still can this get?
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| Show me where it hurts and let me kiss it
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| Je joue à l’envers de l’amour étroit
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| Je jouis le mystère de l’amour courtois
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| Making the fortune of fools seems unbelievable
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| You’re naked except for my diamond
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| Impure evil
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| I’m touching for his pleasures in the dark
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| I’m dying
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| Well I’m dead too. |
| I want to spend the rest of my life trying
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| Tout contre, swallowing, le monde, hoping
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| Je dessine a la sanguine le lit, blowing kisses
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| Where you open
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| Filthy. |
| I was guilty at first sight to be possessed
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| Facing your waterfall my frenzy is confessed
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| Love sick how much deeper still can this get?
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| Show me where it hurts and let me kiss it
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| Je joue à l’envers de l’amour étroit
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| Je jouis le mystère de l’amour courtois
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| Passing fire back and forth, until the legs
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| Dance hysterical
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| Trying to vanish, I enter the miracle
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| I pay everyday my heavy pleasure to be your sin
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| You’re taming my measure being out
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| Or being in
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| For la pluie, for religion, for la glace, forbidden
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| It’s continuous, I come and go between your kidneys hidden
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| After the holy mess we make you wash my hair
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| While the smoke makes pretty designs in the air…
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| Love sick how much deeper still can this get?
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| Show me where it hurts and let me kiss it
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| Je joue à l’envers de l’amour étroit
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| Je jouis le mystère de l’amour courtois |