RAMMSTEIN frhling in paris

She came to me in a light dress
I still remember it like today'
I was so young and I was embarrassed
But I never regretted it
She shouted words to me in the face
The tongue sprinkled with pleasure
I just didn't understand their language
I didn't regret it
Oh non rien de rien
Oh non je ne regrète rien
If I left her skin
Spring bleeds in Paris
I didn't know my body
The sight was so shy
She did showed it to me in the light
I didn't regret it
The lips were often sold so soft
And I touched them forever
When I left her mouth
>Then I started to freeze
She shouted words into my face
Her tongue sprinkled with pleasure
I just didn't understand her language
I didn't regret it
Oh non rien de rien
Oh non je ne regrète rien
If I left her skin
Spring bleeds in Paris
A whisper fell to me in the lap
And made a fine sound
Did a lot of talking and said nothing
And felt good
She called words into my face
And bowed deeply
I just didn't understand their language
I didn't regret it
Oh non rien de rien
Oh non je ne regrète rien
If I left your skin
Spring bleeds in Paris