Marcel Khalife - Rita текст песни

Between Rita and my eyes there is a gun
And the one who knows Rita
Bows and prays
To a god in the amber eyes
And I kissed Rite when she was small
And I recall how she clung to me
And the pretty little one immersed my forearm
And I recall Rita like when
The sparrow recalls its puddle
Ah Rita
Between us are a million sparrows and a picture
And many dates
The gun fired at her

Rita's name was a celebration in my mouth
Rita's body was a wedding in my blood
And I was lost for two years with Rita
And she slept upon my forearm for two years
And we promised to each other on the most beautiful cup
And we burned and we burned and we burned and we burned
In the wine of two lips
And we were born again

Ah rita ah rita
What turned my eyes away from yours
Except two secrets and amber eyes
Before this gun

Once upon a time oh silence of the evening
My moon fled faroff into the morning
The amber eyes
And the city swept away all the singers and Rita

Between Rita and my eyes is a gun, a gun aaahhh a gun