Lepa [English translation]

India's in the air

Warm candles in the dark

I feel the wind of your breath

Caressing my neck

Crazy, when I look at you

A whore and a virgin

Sometimes you feel like a lie

Sometimes like the truth

Silk's on the bed

From the pleasure we sweat

Far below are the clouds

I feel that we're flying

I enter you deeply

From the fire I freeze

I'm a bit afraid

Cause I fear myself

Beautiful, for me you'll be beautiful

When candles die out

You'll be beautiful for me

When eyes fall asleep

Angels awaken

India's in the air

Warm candles in the dark

I feel the wind of your breath

Caressing my neck

I'd like you to believe

That I'll keep your dreams

That I'll be your soldier

That I'll fall for them

I'll read you slowly

Guard every word

I'm not afraid to recognize

My own misery

Be here for me

Be clean for me

And when we'll be old

You'll be the same for me