BEATRICE
That I see in your eyes?
Cool exile
Arabian smile
From Paris to where
Oasis is gold
CHORUS 2 : Beatrice, Why do I feel so proud?
As I keep holding you
Gently tight
Deep in my arms
Naked and shy
Yet, so indocile
VERSE 1 : Man spends his time
By making war
Knowing words
Are nothing but worlds
Man can’t be fair
Things can’t go well
If angel forges
His heart out of selfish rock
CHORUS 3 : Beatrice, will you meet me for good
Between colonnades ?
In temples
Hovered among
Clouds of incense…up high
VERSE 2 : How can man dare
Breathe in the air ?
That God gives all day
When death frightens
Man cannot bear
To live on earth
If angel wanders
Away from bliss of ether
That I see in your eyes?
Cool exile
By Indian night
From Paris to where
Elephant is Love
CHORUS 5 : Beatrice, Why do I feel so proud?
As I keep holding you
Gently tight
Deep in my arms
Naked and shy