One fine day I was rummaging through my desk drawer
something caught my attention
a poem that one day a princess gave me
one of those science-fiction ones.
And I read it. and I thought
about flying and flying
and challenging her and fighting and signing
peace...
(Chorus)
Cursed heart
heart that you are< br/>always doing
of a whole world
with good reason damn
heart you give me
enough
every second
and I need to know
If tomorrow I will see you again.
I don't know anymore, very well
how to continue
the song is going to come back
"If You Won't See Me"
I'm on an LP
sleeping and turning
and having tea
with your skin
honey.
(Chorus)
Cursed heart
heart that you are
always doing
of a whole world
with good reason damn
heart you give me
enough
every second
and I need to know
if tomorrow I will return
to see you.
Raaarararará...
Raaarararará...
(Chorus)
Cursed heart
heart that you are
always doing
of a whole world
with good reason damn
heart you give me
enough
every second
and I need to know (I need to know)
I need to know (I need to know)
if tomorrow I will come back to you...
let's see.