I reward you with a kiss, because you recognized Don Juan.
But the punishment would have been the same....
Cause I already knew- I’ve chosen you, Fabien.

In the bed your pounding heart- and mine responding.
Your lips, Your toung, Your hand, Your Breath, Your look....
I will always keep in my mind.

For you I wore
mini-jupe raz la touf.

One night, the trip.
„Shiver“ in the backgound.
Shivering lust in us.

You never claimed anything.
You never said- I will miss you.
You never said– we'll do it this way.
You let us be free, for a certain span of time.

No expectations to be fullfilled,
everything comes and goes...

Thank you for this memory you gave me,
and that you didn’t make us unfree....