Secretly... You, that melancholic expression and that smile on your face, what are you doing to me? You stand so close, so still, and say something, I don't listen to you, but... The men drawn on the subway, confuse the lines of sight, in the windows behind the bistro, every caress of the night is almost love. The men drawn on the subway, confuse the lines of sight, in the windows behind the bistro, every caress of the night is almost love. You, under the jacket, what will you have more? When it will pass, the heart will break, go away, and on the stairs I will give it to you. What I feel, tell me a little more. The men in love in the sea, call us from the city walls, in the windows behind the bistro, every caress of the night is almost love. To the men in love like me, to the men in love like you, what emotions, how many lies, but tonight I want to drive you crazy. To the men in love like me, to the men in love like you, I will never say goodbye. All night I want to make you, all night I want to make you, all night I want to make you mine. In my skin, in my skin, in my skin. In my skin, in my skin, in my skin.