I don`t need the garden full of roses,
cause I have the one.
Why are you smiling?
You are mine.
We`ll break the silence with your moans...
and days are dying.
We do not care
cause we are lost
like cats, like stars, like tramps; in love.
We breathe the odor of each other.
We`re drifting on the waves of freedom,
cause we are young.
I am your best friend and
you are mine.
You are my miss and I am your mister
Sometimes we fight, sometimes we kiss.
Your parents hate me - we do not care!
And before I die, I wanna hold you tight
and I want to see your face again and again.
I wanna see you again.