Unwavering I travel

I have no pain , what you swallow ,
not bitter lime .
I live detached from my body ,
the idea of ​​a fly on the earth .
So we are like angels ,that no pair suffer .

It is not the body , of the soul
I guess your head off completely.
Still, I am living the will-o'-the-wisp ,
and the summer sun warms me .
Too many great disappointment ,
so I can get rid of my soul, my body banned.
Burners lit the flames of passion,
I just do not get it free from escaping.

In no way is not a happy man ,
only with a proprietary air -behaved
salesman. He is replaced by good luck
try on a daily basis . I could test the
fall on the man , so sinfully beautiful .
I learned in this game, play the circuit ,
I surrender into the hands of any of Casanova .

I no longer depend on the yarn as the yo-yo ,
I have a balance between the string on the player .
For unwavering go, whatever the weather.
You can quite freely with your words , promises
subjected to torture me , I stay far away from you ,
Far enough away .