The Libido Of Sensual Romeo
Before nothing bothered me,me,
I walked under the bright sun,
I waited until it went down
to find that spark
from a rising star;
I loved to play my guitar!
Julie waited for me,
smelling a wild rose
she picked on the way
to our hiding place;
on those summer's nights,
my warm arms wrapped around her:
it was the libido of sensual Romeo.
We laughed, we smiled,
not counting hours,
oh, it's the first night
I let these tears
flow so quickly;
nothing around me
is joyful and pretty,
because I lied
to the cutest girl alive.
O dark night
send dazzling moonbeams
to excite my libido
of sensual Romeo.
even the angry moonlight hides;
do I have to beg, scream and cry,
turn around and go home,
make up a ridiculous alibi
that's not needed anymore?
It's the first night
I'm crying in desperation,
without that heart
driving me wild;
it' s the first night
I'm ignored and pushed aside
to excite my libido
of sensual Romeo.
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