Your
little eyes peeking at my skin
Your
adventures provoking my chastity
Your
kisses half lies and half true
Taste
like the apples from Adam's paradise
Alone,
alone
You
like to stroll
Lola,
Lola
In
order to provoke a wave
From
the sea
Lola,
Lola Ay
Where
are you going
What
does it matter,
I�ll
follow behind
Lola,
Lola Ay
Next
to you
I only
know that I will live
You
drink my energy
Without
pausing for breath
And
the world goes round and round
Behind
you
The
moon nails itself on my heart
Half
dead I follow at the beat of your beat
Alone,
alone |