It's a new feeling
That keeps my life high
The passion in the throat
The Eros that becomes a word

Your strange inhibitions
They are not part of sex
The mythical desires of Libyan prostitutes
The sense of possession that was pre-Alexandrian
Your voice like the chorus of Ulysses' sirens chains me

And it's beautiful to get lost in this enchantment
It's beautiful to get lost in this enchantment

All the muscles of the body
Ready for mating
In the Japan of the geishas
They surrender to love

Your strange inhibitions
That trigger pleasure
The tantric Shivaism of Dionysian style
The pornographic fight of the Greeks and Latins
Your skin like an oasis in the desert still captures me

And it's beautiful to get lost in this enchantment
It's beautiful to get lost in this enchantment

The mythical desires of Libyan prostitutes
The sense of possession that was pre-Alexandrian
Your voice like the chorus of Ulysses' sirens chains me

And it's beautiful to get lost in this enchantment
It's beautiful to get lost in this enchantment

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