Loco

Crazy
They call me crazy, because I talk to the birds
And to the friends I meet on the street
I don't talk to them about anything else but you

Crazy
Because the best of the stars loves me
Because they refuse to accept that the most beautiful
Has come down from such heights for me

Crazy
Because I tell them that you love me with your soul
And in the evenings, every time your skirt falls
I strip you of everything else

Crazy
For those eyes that tell me they love me
When they wake up on my pillow
After those nights of madness you give me
When I dream of you

Crazy
Because I tell them that you love me with your soul
And in the evenings every time your skirt falls
I strip you of everything else

Crazy
For those eyes that tell me they love me
When they wake up on my pillow
After those nights of madness you give me
When I dream of you