RAMMSTEIN fruhling in paris

She came towards me in a light dress
I still remember it like today:
I was so young,
I was embarrassed
But I never regretted it.
She shouted words into my face,
The tongue spread with pleasure;
Just didn't understand her language;
I didn't regret it.
Oh non rien de rien
Oh non je ne regrète rien
When I left her skin -
Spring bleeds in Paris.
I didn't know my body
I shunned the sight so much
She has it showed me in the light
I didn't regret it
The lips often sold so soft
And touch them forever
When I left her mouth
Then I started to freeze
She shouted words into my face,
The tongue was sprinkled with pleasure;
Just didn't understand her language;
I didn't regret it.
Oh non rien de rien
Oh non je ne regrète rien
When I left her skin -
Spring bleeds in Paris.
A whisper fell into my lap
And led fine sound
Talked a lot, said nothing
And felt good
She shouted words in my face
And bowed deeply
Just didn't understand her language;< br/>I have no regrets.
Oh non rien de rien
Oh non je ne regrète rien
If I left her skin -
Spring bleeds in Paris.< br/>