In a light dress she came up to me
I know it still like today
I was so young, uninhibited/unbothered
Still I never regretted it
She shouted the words in my face
The tongue, sprinkled/strewn (with) lust
Understanding not only her voice
I don�t regret it
Oh no, there's nothing at all
Oh no, I regret nothing
When I forsook her skin
Spring bleeds in Paris
I don�t know my body
Spared the sight so
She showed me the light
I don�t regret it
The lips often redeem(ing) and tender
And they touch for ages/eternally
If I leave her mouth
Then I begin to shiver
She shouted the words in my face
The tongue, sprinkled/strewn (with) lust
Understanding not only her voice
I don�t regret it
Oh no, there's nothing at all
Oh no, I regret nothing*
When I forsook her skin
Spring bleeds in Paris
A whisper fell into my lap
And would drive a fine tingle/sound
(It) spoke much and said nothing
And it felt good
She shouted the words in my face
And bowed deeply
Understanding not only her voice
I don�t regret it
Oh no, there's nothing at all
Oh no, I regret nothing*
When I forsook her skin**
Spring bleeds in Paris