LEARN LYRICS

To those that wonder

And to those that ask you

If I still have wood for your bonfire

Tell them a little

Don't say everything

Bewitching girl

Tell them that you're the string

The string that makes

My top spin

I ask you to forgive me

If, excited

I break the silence

Nothing's better than the beat

Of your hips

Nor more beautiful than your valleys

And your volcanoes, bewitching girl

Nothing's better than the sway

Of our bodies

And we don't have to say it all

Lest they drop dead of envy

To those that wonder

And to those that ask you

How did you do it, what witchcraft

Let them be your eyes

So that they see your soul

My beloved

I'll let them peek

At the great love

That I feel for you

And I ask you to forgive me

If, in love

I tell the world

Nothing's better than the beat

Of your hips

Nor more beautiful than your valleys

And your volcanoes, bewitching girl

Nothing's better than the sway

Of our bodies

And we don't have to tell them everything

Lest they drop dead of envy

We don't have to tell them everything

Lest they drop dead of envy

To those that wonder