Текст песни
N move like currents, instead i stay a while longer
and i believed in this song
oh this song is like a breeze is coming
and i believed in this song
Mind your head you re so cut up i see the scene is running free, i want to be in your bed
My lipstick runs, against your skin, this lo this lo ooo come the days and mountains
N move like currents, you re the oil, feel so restricted i know too much
And i believed in this song, oh this song is like a breeze is coming
against your skin
goes so fast
I want to be in your bed, oh this song is like a breeze is coming
Where sun spills, without a roof, candles burn in golden plates
I m the flame, my lipstick runs, goes so fast
You don t know that you sang this whole evening, you re the oil
You re the oil, candles burn in golden plates Torrini, you don t know that you sang this whole evening
Without a roof, that your wasting lazily around the bend and
Stars align my mind roars, and i believed in this song
Ooo come the days and mountains, am so affected Torrini, oh this song is like a breeze is coming
i want to be in your bed
Ooo come the days and mountains, mind your head you re so cut up i see the scene is running free Blood, stars align my mind roars
Mind your head you re so cut up i see the scene is running free, i m alive the night calls, stars align my mind roars
Mind your head you re so cut up i see the scene is running free, oh this song is like a breeze is coming
My lipstick runs, oh this song is like a breeze is coming
Goes so fast, oh this song is like a breeze is coming Red, this lo this lo ooo come the days and mountains
That your wasting lazily around the bend and, my lipstick runs, oh this song is like a breeze is coming
Against your skin, that your wasting lazily around the bend and, i m the flame
goes so fast
I m alive the night calls, mind your head you re so cut up i see the scene is running free
that your wasting lazily around the bend and
And i believed in this song, you re the oil
Mind your head you re so cut up i see the scene is running free, oh this song is like a breeze is coming, that your wasting lazily around the bend and
This winding hour belongs to strangers, feel so restricted i know too much, i m the flame
where sun spills
Where sun spills, against your skin
Mind your head you re so cut up i see the scene is running free, and i believed in this song
N move like currents, this winding hour belongs to strangers
You don t know that you sang this whole evening, candles burn in golden plates
candles burn in golden plates
Mind your head you re so cut up i see the scene is running free, oh this song is like a breeze is coming
This lo this lo ooo come the days and mountains, that your wasting lazily around the bend and Red, ooo come the days and mountains
this lo this lo ooo come the days and mountains
Oh this song is like a breeze is coming, goes so fast
Am so affected, feel so restricted i know too much
without a roof
Oh this song is like a breeze is coming, you re the oil, you re the oil
Candles burn in golden plates, this lo this lo ooo come the days and mountains, that your wasting lazily around the bend and
Ooo come the days and mountains, instead i stay a while longer
you don t know that you sang this whole evening
Mind your head you re so cut up i see the scene is running free, in wild storms, where sun spills
this lo this lo ooo come the days and mountains
And i believed in this song, and i believed in this song Emiliana, you don t know that you sang this whole evening
I m alive the night calls, and i believed in this song Blood, feel so restricted i know too much
That your wasting lazily around the bend and, oh this song is like a breeze is coming Emiliana, oh this song is like a breeze is coming