I won't do anything to provoke you so,
You know there's a land between us,
But from time to time...
There's nothing anymore.
You have a fire in your touch that I adore,
You have a smile in your eyes,
And a parfum in your moves,
That I beg to leave me...
Because if we'd break the line,
We wouldn't smile anymore.
But let me once more taming the fire in your touch.