Lollobrigida

You shake, I sweat, it stings

I ache, you're wet, I cling

Your thighs, your breasts, my cheek

Your eyes, undress, don't speak

Since when, on time, you smiled

Since then, oh I'm, beguiled

So pure, your skin, tiptoe

I'm sure, you win, don't go

Like Gina Lollobrigida in "Belles de Nuit"

Like Gina Lollobrigida in "Belles de Nuit"

I stare, for too long, and you woke

Your hair, a song, I stroke

I'm glad, this breeze, so still

You're sad, but please, I will

Like Gina Lollobrigida in "Belles de Nuit"

Like Gina Lollobrigida in "Belles de Nuit"