The innocence of your love makes all resistance in vain.
The enchantment of your body makes it hard to restrain.
At night in the vineyards
A glass of wine
Your silhouette.
At night in the vinyards
A dizzy feeling in my head.
The perfect embodiment of hair, blood and flesh
Just like a dark purple grape: sweet, soft and fresh.
The innocence of your love will not eternally remain.
With that repent, I make it end-
Platonic love drives me insane.
Florence (Stefan Robbers, 1991, on Eevo Lute Musique EEVO-001)
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