Cinerama - Lollobrigida

You shake, I sweat, it stings I ache, you’re wet, I cling Your thighs, your breasts, my cheek Your eyes, undress, don’t speak Since when, on time, you smiled Since then, oh I’m, beguiled So pure, your skin, tiptoe I’m sure, you win, don’t go Like Gina Lollobrigida in “Belles de Nuit“ Like Gina Lollobrigida in “Belles de Nuit“ I stare, for too long, and you woke Your hair, a song, I stroke I’m glad, this breeze, so still You’re sad, but please, I will Like Gina Lollobrigida in “Belles de Nuit“ Like Gina Lollobrigida in “Belles de Nuit“