Staring at your eyes
Waiting for a furtive spark
I just said to myself: love, love, love
Naked feet grounded
Oxygen in vocal cords
Breeze around my shoulders
(A sweet shiver)
Crickets’ orchestra
River’s cradlesong
Ballet of shooting stars
Whatever…
Whatever
Like a merry-go-round
Love is going up and down
Look around you
No one to face you up
Babe, did you ever love, love, love?
It’s nothing but your navel
Your desire, your obsessions
Make you disappear
Whatever…
Whatever
Like a merry-go-round
Love is going up and down
Whatever, whatever
Renovated love, love, love
Our road is clear
Choreography of rancor
Is giving up
Whatever…
Whatever
Like a merry-go-round
Love is going up and … whatever
Whatever
Like a merry-go-round
Love is going up and down
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