Give me your name ,then show me your face
Your glance, your gestures,
Then come and speak with me and make me fall in love
Make me wish your nearness make me wish your touch,
Make me nervous, make me high
Make me dream about you each second it passes by
Make me feel miserable and then
Make mine your life.
toate diminetile se prabusesc in noapte…
toti norii se consuma fara regrete… sau poate…
tunetul e regretul lor?
I’m over with that letter…what’s next ?!
Happily nothing more … it’s only that I am again at the point where I can’t hope for anything … at the point where my desires don’t have faces nor bodies, they don’t talk they don’t walk … they remain pending on my soul like old clothing strips and…oh, how I hate this