Exhausted With Caress

I’m exhausted with your caress Through the force of your instinct I will never fly in Paris On the wings of restless wind. I won’t taste again your kisses I can feel they are so cold I forgive you just like Jesus, But you have to leave my world. Go away I’ll find the reason To approve this step of yours Can’t you see your mind’s in prison Can’t you hear the autumn goes! I have known defeat from passion And sometimes I was so mad I would like accept obsession, But your love is really dead.