歌词
No dawaj dawaj
I went to Paris to find you
The one who made me like that.
I remember looking for love
But all I saw was your soul
Dark like my old love
I toke a suitcase and went far away
You would never understand the pain of lovers
When you know you want to disappear
But not to be forgotten, oh my dear
I went to sea for some fresh air
But dead fishes were just everywhere
It's time to go and find someone
Who is not from my old home
I take a trip to old city from past
Where we were together, my little dove
You will never understand the pain of me
And what you do for this love
Do you even remember being in love?
Do you even know how to be loved?
Do we still know each other at all?
I don't want to think a lot because
I take another trip to find my love
Summer breeze and mermaids love songs
Dancing like Russians dolls and smiling
Kissing wildly like Romeo and Juliet
Sleeping together like we used to do
When you know
It's time to be finally alone
Do you even remember being in love?
Do you even know how to be loved?
Paris is so beautiful and people are good
Not like our hometowns, you know where
When you know, you know that it's time to go
Pack your things and just let's go
We toke a trip to old Californian town
Spring air and fresh cigarettes everywhere
I made you a love card but you didn't want it
How can I still fight for us? My little dove
Everything is going down and you know that
Why you still here after all of that?
Can we be alone but in love? Like Gods do
Greece's mythology and Aphrodite beauty
We were like cruel lovers fighting for each other
But now look at us and tell me that you love me
You can't and I know that you little liar
But now look at me and just tell me that I go
Do you even know how to be loved?
Do you even remember being in love?
Don't you dare say that we were together
You wanted me to be sadder just to feel better
All you always wanted was to feel something more
I wish I could avoid you when we met at that
Can't you see? I am gorgeous when I am not with you
How can I still love someone after being for you
Maybe by writing songs about that sickness
That I'd like to call just to be a "love"
Do you even remember being in love?
Do you even know how to be loved?