Blossom of your skin
Silk of my desire
Honey from your muth so swell

Powder our and wild
Floating in the air
So enticing all the way

More than a thousand words of virtue
More than your diary could say
I never would no I never would hurt you
Not tonight, I won't hide what's inside

Lacquer of your eyes
Moist behind the veil
Checking up the size - sublime

Leisurely reclined
The unforgettable smile
So inviting all the way

More than a thousand words of virtue
More than your diary could say
I never imagined you would hurt me
Not this night, can't you see
Now can't hide it anywhere else
than inside of me

Never can hold on to natural highs
Vanishing sightly just eaving a sigh
Playing with all kinds of artistry
Adroitnes and subtlety
everything you could require
More in while
maybe we'll do it again and again
Maybe without a the artistry
Adroitnes and subtely
everything you could require

More than a thousand words of virtue