Under The Sensual Moon

When the darkness envelops the Atari quietly, a gentle awakening
Even the twinkling stars seem to blur against the sweet whisper that cannot be resisted

The blue moonlit night wants to steal everything about you
Because the hot fingers tracing my skin drive me crazy

The trembling lips and sighs that lost words are painful
The intertwined bodies, intoxicated by the flowing miracles, console each other

Deep into you, who seems to overflow with thorns and wetness
Embrace me when the time comes to an end
You, bathed in the moonlight...

The blue moonlit night...

Deep into you, who seems to overflow with thorns and wetness
Embrace me when the time comes to an end
You, bathed in the moonlight...