Bosphorus (Club Mix)

The aroma of spices flies in the air. The scorching sun doesn't warm but your stare. I might could feel the same color as your Eyes and with you hand-in-hand go to so mesmerized. How fool, baby, I was. I saw only your faults. Drew the line, drew the line. But on the lunar course, you'll always be mine. You'll always be mine. I'm such an egoist, want you to look only At me. Today, I'm maybe compass and of course You are the will. Together, we have crossed the vast forest. There's nothing stopping baby I want us. How fool, baby, I was. I saw only your faults. Drew the line, drew the line. But on the lunar course, you'll always be Mine. You'll always be mine.