Errare Humanum Est

Английская вольная кавер-версия композиции Mylene Farmer “Pourvu Qu`Elles Soient Douces”)

I ache
For his hazel eyes again piercing through me
For his fabulous light hair
Hardly caring what a feeling does to me
And I’m never gonna care

As he’s moving downstairs I’m getting breathless
As he’s smiling I can’t sleep
In his arms I’m always feeling so helpless
Never fell in love so deep

I am independent not any longer
When he’s near I’m like a serf
But his power’s truly making me stronger
In a world of twisted nerves

He makes me (ah!) tonight forget where he came from
Heavens see he’s not a saint
Now I do believe again I’m deserving
Better than a love for rent

Oh my God, I’m stained with blot
No I don’t regret of that
This sweet sin with every single thought
Makes completely lose head

Oh Good Lord, my heart is hurt
What to say about the rest?
Mea culpa – he is no more hers
Errare humanum est

OK
God will punish me for that if I’m worthy
Condemnation will be rough
Anyway I treasure him a lot more than
His ex-almost second half

He makes me (ah!) tonight forget that I’m famous
By his side I’m not a star
No one’s gonna treat me so on the stages
No one dares to go so far

Oh my God, I’m stained with blot
No I don’t regret of that
This sweet sin with every single thought
Makes completely lose head

Oh Good Lord, my heart is hurt
What to say about the rest?
Mea culpa – he is no more hers
Errare humanum est

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