Michela

When you touch me oh Michela
I become your little thing
Oh, Michela do you know
That you are wound of my soul
When you touch me week man dies
Cause you have smile of gods
Oh, Michela try to be
One small siren in the see!

Have you even see Michela
Have you ever see my tears
No, Michela I don`t care
I`m Your man and I`m fair
Live me now, oh, please Michela
And be faster then wild wind
Oh, Michela that`s the end
Take back my heart in your hand!

Oh Michеla!!!