Cinnamon Girl Radio Edit

I met her on the Milky Way. Who she was I cannot say. I only knew I wanted to stay. Together we spent night and day. We used to fly through summer trees. The air was full of blossom breeze. Sweet and how this taste and smell. How many stories does it tell? Hey, my little honey bee. Honey bee. Far away that's hurting me. I miss you, darling, far away. Your own sweet smell is summer day. Je trouve En plein hiver de l'autre côté de la Terre. Je tremble froid sans ta chaleur. J'en ai besoin pour mon bonheur. En pleurant, je compte les jours. Comme tu me manques, mon amour. Bientôt, fera des voyages dans ciel, Sur les nuages. Hey, my little honey bee. Honey bee. Far away that's hurting me. Hurting me. I miss you, darling, far away. Your own sweet smell is summer day. It's Time For me to say goodbye. Please, oh, darling, don't ask why. After the sun comes rain and pride. Remember our days in the sky. My heart is bleeding every day since we had Said farewell. Stick and taste your tender skin. Smells so good like cinnamon.