A tremor breathes, a sweet intoxication,
Lost in a haze, the heart's transgression.
This heart, a madman, what now shall we do?
This heart, a madman, what now shall we do?
This heart, a madman, what now shall we do?
Beneath the lashes, a shadow takes hold,
In dreams and visions, a face unfolds.
To whom can I speak of this solitude's plight?
The heart's condition, a solitary night.
Each passing moment, in this world we reside,
This heart, a madman, what now shall we do?
Who in this world can live without love's art?
Some must confess, while others keep apart.
The yearning for love, a torment we embrace,
Keeps us awake, no solace, no space.
A fleeting friendship, listen, heed its call,
A fleeting friendship, hear the echoes fall,
A fleeting friendship, again it enthralls.
In the heart's domain, a tumult does swell,
Let us wander elsewhere, casting a spell.
The world belongs to lovers, a love's exhale.
The world perfumes, a solitary night.
Each passing moment, in this world we reside.
A tremor breathes, a sweet intoxication,
Lost in a haze, the heart's transgression.
This heart, a madman, what now shall we do?
This heart, a madman, what now shall we do?
This heart, a madman, what now shall we do?
Beneath the lashes, a shadow takes hold,
In dreams and visions, a face unfolds.
To whom can I speak of this solitude's plight?
The heart's condition, a solitary night.
Each passing moment, in this world we reside,
This heart, a madman, what now shall we do?
This heart, a madman, what now shall we do?
This heart, a madman, what now shall we do?
This heart, a madman, what now shall we do?
This heart, a madman, what now shall we do?
This heart, a madman, what now shall we do?
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