Carina Round - Hookah

I am a hookah

The water through which you pass

Angel smoke, angel smoke



I am a hookah

The water through which you pass

Danger smoke 

Danger



I ride by flying horses

Nothing to declare

But cold knees, cold knees



I ride by flying horses

Nothing to declare

But cold knees

Cold



Delicate men, delicate men

You can be such fools (?) in my heart



He whispered to me

'I am the digger of eyes

Let me in, let me in'



Whispered to me

'I am the digger of eyes

Let me in, let me in'



Delicate men, delicate men

You can be such fools(?) 



Delicate men, delicate men

You can be such fools (?) in my heart













		
			



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