BOHEMIA

Give your life to Jesus! Donations!
Je-Je-Jesus! Donations!

You do me good
I want to drink you in like water after a run
I want to feel completely free to do whatever I want with you
With you, I'm caught between the sea and the sand

Send me postcards with your scent that make me remember you well
Something forbidden, tell me in words what you want to do with me

Let’s make some bohemia between you and me, oh
Come and feel me with your hands
Tracing from my neck down to my feet
You know every route of my skin
You know my desires
Give me a test, I can do it
Because if I didn’t study it, I’ll do it by instinct

A bohemia between you and me, ah, ah-ah-ah
A bohemia between you and me, ah, ah-ah-ah
A bohemia between you and me

Open your mind wide, I’m not fleeting (no)
Nothing ephemeral
I live in fear of going back and realizing
What I left behind to give you
My garden died waiting for me
And I’m looking for a sign of life or where you are, uh-uh-uh-uh
I have you as a tattoo and you’re not here
I ask for you every night as I sleep
And I wake up and you’re not around
So much time begging, don’t make me plead

Send me postcards with your scent that make me remember you well
Something forbidden, tell me in words what you want to do with me

Let’s make some bohemia between you and me, oh
Come and feel me with your hands
Tracing from my neck down to my feet
You know every route of my body
My desires, give your test and I’ll take mine
If it’s not from memory, I know it by heart
By instinct, by instinct

A bohemia
A bohemia
A bohemia
A bohemia
A bohemia
A bohemia
A bohemia
A bohemia
A bohemia between you and me
A bohemia
A bohemia
A bohemia
A bohemia, ah