When you think of me
You, the wolf of the steppes
Deep within you
Do you feel the intoxication?
I'm so hungry for you
You say it constantly
And to take care of me
Tell me if it hurts
Oh wolf, are you there for me?
You make the promise
And if I offer myself to you
It's in thousands, kisses of tenderness

There are kisses
The first ones
Taste of sea spray
Taste of melancholy
There are stolen kisses
In the trains of tsarinas
The kisses of a summer
Where the hand makes its way
But the kisses of Alizée
Are real delicacies

When I think of you
You, the wolf of the steppes
I'm not afraid of you
Does it oppress you?
Take this path
You say it constantly
Oh, lie down next to me
And devour me with your eyes, my princess

For kisses
The first ones taste of sea spray
Taste of melancholy
For stolen kisses
In the trains of tsarinas

The kisses of a summer
Where the hand makes its way
But the kisses of Alizée
Are real delicacies

Oh! Wolf, are you there?
Oh! Wolf, are you there?
Oh! Wolf, are you there?
Oh! Wolf
Are you there?

There are kisses
The first ones
Taste of sea spray
Taste of melancholy
There are stolen kisses
In the trains of tsarinas
The kisses of a summer
Where the hand makes its way
But the kisses of Alizée
Are real delicacies

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