Sienteme

Feel me like the air on your hips when it brushes against your body, it's that my soul is by your side
Feel me like the air on your hips when it brushes against your body, it's that my soul is by your side

Lady please, why criticize this mortal if I am a heart split in half because I feel imprisoned in this crystal prison where I see the way out and I can't escape ....I don't..

Feel me like the air on your hips when it brushes against your body, it's that my soul is by your side..that is by your side
Feel me like the air on your hips when it brushes against your body, it's that my soul is by your side

Heart, heart if I lack your passion everything is of another color I no longer enter a moment of reason
Heart, heart if I lack your reason I no longer have inspiration and I die slowly..I

Feel me like the air on your hips when it brushes against your body, it's that my soul is by your side
Feel me like the air on your hips when it brushes against your body, it's that my soul is by your side

Heart, heart if I lack your passion everything is of another color I no longer enter a moment of reason
Heart, heart if I lack your warmth I no longer have inspiration and I die slowly..I...

Feel me like the air on your hips when it brushes against your body, it's that my soul is by your side
Feel me like the air on your hips when it brushes against your body, it's that my soul is by your side
Feel me like the air on your hips when it brushes against your body, it's that my soul is by your side