The carpet of love Like an Arabian nights,
how can I search for it, from where it comes,
from whom i have to ask for it, the passion it does want to have,
the carpet of my dreams, with the passion in life,
where from i have to get? After fire it's turning into a sigar,
And under it's smoke there is a wish,
to dance always under them,
but the colors of your carpet are not mine at all,
how to combine them all?
Im thirsty God,help me, I'd like to be a belly of ladies,
I'm looking for a water, when they shake it on me,for me
I can't find it, i want to feel your body on me,for me
Where is my sink, when they shake it on me,for me
of my kitchen, Like money is touching to my poket,
I want to be in an ocean, i'm touching to your body through them
even for a drinking, i'm giving you a passion,
Letting me smoke, i need your dance,
with the smell of yours, i need your belly on my body
when the fire is starting to fly i'm decorating it through money,
it is disappearing with the air, be my queen during it,
where is my sink, i'll be yours forever after it,
I do want to wash it in that,
to let the smell to stay on that,
the one i was looking for,
but couldn't find.
The carpet of love
how can I search for it,
from whom i have to ask for it,
the carpet of my dreams,
where from i have to get?
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