If there‘s a sincere way of the heart,
This love is assured.
Your wind is enough for me.
Hell has been raised.
Open your door, I‘ve arrived,
The shirt I‘m wearing made of flames.
I‘ll feed you with bird‘s milk,*
I‘ll smell your cleanliness.
The palaces of my heart are yours.
You‘ll make me cry, I‘ll love you in return.
I‘ll hold you up high,
I‘ll rock you to sleep upon my knee.
The palaces of my heart are yours.
I‘ll make you live, I will.
Take my hand, take me away.
Breathe me in.
A wall cannot be made with a single stone,
Write that down somewhere.
If I don‘t hold you, sleep won‘t reach my eyes.
The world is of no concern to me.
I‘ve become a moth circling around you.
I‘ll feed you with bird‘s milk,
I‘ll smell your cleanliness.
The palaces of my heart are yours.
You‘ll make me cry, I‘ll love you in return.
I‘ll hold you up high,
I‘ll rock you to sleep upon my knee.
The palaces of my heart are yours.
I‘ll make you live, I will.
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Take my hand, take me away.
Breathe me in.