Fairytales
I see your silhouette in the shadows of the crowd this magical song and magic night will never run out I do not know why my heart tremble Every time you smile, the air everywhere to stumble You look down now|, but I know the taste of your skin| Feeling my hand holds on| your hair You're the pure uncovered instinctive sin| Princess on the Pea The beauty and the Beast These tales are not about you Every time you go, it's easy You are beautiful in your mystery Fairy tales are not about you