Infinite and fleeting, your dark look
Your aroma embraces me, bewitching me
Becoming illusion, becoming immortal
And in forgotten worlds, not even solitude
Your image of light that comes and goes
And in the midst of shadows I meet you again
Crying out for passion, whimpering maybe
My spirit begs to know where you will go
The hidden sky, my nights of love
In some star that never shines
Crying out for passion, whimpering maybe
My spirit begs to know where you will go
Infinite and fleeting, your dark look
Your aroma embraces me, bewitching me
Becoming illusion, becoming immortal
And in forgotten worlds, not even solitude
Your image of light that comes and goes
And in the midst of shadows I meet you again
Crying out for passion, whimpering maybe
My spirit begs to know where you will go
The hidden sky, my nights of love
In some star that never shines
Crying out for passion, whimpering maybe
My spirit begs to know where you will go
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