http://youtu.be/jnQwc1DqxIYHere she sings about the love for her wife.
She understands the art of belonging to me.
In my body, she has made room for two.
In my eyes, she lives and in my ears.
She hears and sees all my life along with me.
Sometimes she starts singing in my heart.
And where it's night, she lights a candle just for me.
And through her, I know than to penetrate,
to the unsuspected treasure of our existence.
That way, I just want go on living
Hiding with each together
And if I must get older
Then alone with her
She know all my dreams and my delusions.
All my haste and all my hunger and my regret.
When I smile she alone knows the tears,
which are behind there laying in the time
That way i just want go on living
Hiding with each together
And if I must get older
Then alone with her
She is more than these words can expres
And in my body she has made room for two
And who can explain to me a miracle
Cause a miracle I carry along with me.
Now i think it over. Why the hell didn't Allah make me a lesbian!