The Orient's perfumes (les parfums de l'orient)

The Orient's perfumes

Tell me where do you live
Tell me where is at your place
Tell me, tell it to me quickly
Tell me, tell me, tell me
I have crossed the desert
I went all over the ocean
But i want a foot on the ground
And the other one on your bed

Tell me where do you live
Tell me where is at my place, yeah
Excuse me if i insist
You are made for me
If i don’t find anyone
If the door is well closed
Take in account that i won’t get upset
I will go through the roof, yeah

I have spent all my youth
Running after the wind [or: in vain]
I have an address today
And it’s yours, obviously

You want to know where i live
I don’t have a roof
I don’t have roots
I am everywhere at my place

My suitcase is very little
I could put it in a corner
As i want to become an artist
I won’t need anything

I have hidden in my smile
A little of my child’s heart
Of the sweetness of living
And of the Orient’s perfumes.

Postato da Layla Ven, 01/01/2010 - 00:00
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les parfums de l'orient

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