Always rock me, always rock me on the rocking chair of dreams
You embroider with silvery sugar and starch that shine on the skin-moon
Thousands thousands pink butterflies are flying
If you stare at me I see silk confetti raining like umbrellas
Always rock me on the rocking chair of dreams
You embroider with silvery sugar and starch
I'm a free spiral-winged butterfly that lies only on your breast
How I love your perfect figure, the sublime harmony of your shape
Always rock me, always rock me on the rocking chair of dreams ...
1 | Zelia |
2 | La Lira Di Apollo |
3 | Aperlae |
4 | Histrionia |
5 | Aigues Mortes |
6 | Mundus Est Jocundum (Carmina Burana) |
7 | The Tale Of The Crying Fireflies |
8 | Hydra Hyali |
9 | Belle Jolande |
10 | Vespertilia |