I got a memory of your face
No fancy dresses
I could never guess, that angels generate such a craze
And among them you were dancing'
Near the speaker where sound is bouncing'
I am the seeker of your complaints
And you are the architect of my pains
I feel like a pawn
Searching for your phone number
Please baby, be with me
We all are the pawns, of the mechanism of love
You were looking like a dove, on darkness, at dawn
When I said
Toi
Et Moi
Ensemble
Entendons
Des voix
D'émoi
Qui transcendent
L'entendement