• Some say that love is a crime
    But those are the ones who haven’t stoked a girl’s hair
    They’ve never been able to say she’s mine.
    But I love my girl who’s fair
    love in our case is not bad
    never put down are we, but up
    And our most frequent feeling is that we are glad.
    Most of the time we’re filling a cup,
    Love is the drink of our liking.
    That is what I taste every time I kiss her lips.
    Every time we’re together we’re hiking,
    From our thoughts, to our lips with my hands on your hips.
    But if our beautiful love is so wrong,
    Then I’ll run away with her to sing our own song.