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 |