Not so lost in Translation

Gourmandises

Alizée - Gourmandises

When you think about me

You, the wolf of the steppes

Deep inside you

Do you feel the euphoria

I hunger for you

You say it incessantly

And taking care of me

Tell me if that hurts you

Oh wolf are you there for me?

You make the promisse

And if I offer myself to you

It's in millions of tender kisses

There are kisses

First-kisses

Taste of saltwater

Taste of melancholy

There are kisses

Stolen it czarinas' trains

Kisses of a summer

When hands take each other

But Alizée's kisses

Are a real delicacy*

When I think about you

You, the wolf of the steppes

I'm not afraid of you

Does that oppress you ?

Take this path right there

You say it incessantly

Oh, sleep near me

And devour me with your eyes, my princess

For kisses

First-kisses

Taste of saltwater

Taste of melancholy

For kisses

Stolen in czarinas' trains

Kisses of a summer

Where hands take each other

But Alizée's kisses

Are a real delicacy

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*Gourmandises : ah...this is hard to translate. "Gourmand" in English means almost the same thing in French, but the French connotation is more epicurean, more gluttonous? in a sense. I'll leave the interpretation to you.

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