Traducir a
Two drops of water on your earings
Gentlemen quick that we are about to close
And you put your hands sweetly into me
In the hair
You are the knife that cuts the heart
But you are a boy... Try to understand
And the juke-box stated to sing
Don't leave me
I will take you with me
Defend you from whom laughed about us
I'll grow up for you
Fighting with those who didn't believe in us
I would give you myself
I were laughing with the face sad
I thought my self being happy
Forgetting about tea... The pasta
Don't leave me
Gentlemen quick that we are about to close
I could be almost your mother
I begged you I don't care nothing
Nothing... Nothing
I will take you with me
Defend you from whom laughed about us
I'll grow up for you
Fighting with those who didn't believe in us
I would give you myself
My coat over you naked back
And the juke-box finished the singing
Gentlemen quick that we are about to close
