I had lost the taste for things
Without having any idea of the cause
The birth of new times
Soon surprised me
The dust in the blue of sorrow
Rose on all paths
You run like a will-o'-the-wisp
My lost soul

Then there was this new feeling
This breath on my skin
The pleasure with you
Then there was the joy of being awakened
By the first kiss
From a beloved mouth

(The pleasure with you)

We were of the last resurgence
Doomed to die tomorrow
From the decimated herd
Promised to the butcher
Since then my sadness is an ancient world
A Tibetan monastery
A junk full of carnations
Ready to capsize

Then there was this new feeling
This breath on my skin
The pleasure with you
Then there was the joy of being awakened
By the first kiss
From a beloved mouth

Then there was this new feeling
This breath on my skin
The pleasure with you
Then there was the joy of being awakened
By the first kiss
From a beloved mouth

(The pleasure with you)

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