Wings of love can bring us
onto meadows where butterflies only fly
onto the savannahs where giraffes can be seen
and elephants, lions from time to time
the nature crowned in her perfect beauty.
Wings of love can bring us
to the most bizarre city lights
Los Angeles with the Hollywood Hills
New York City with its Manhattan
Wellington with Mount Victoria
Berlin and its Brandenburg Gate.
Wings of love can bring us
to the far galaxies and their stars
unimaginable new worlds
one never ever dreamt about
making of us the star born guardians
with finest wings of boundlessness
flying us to the eternity and beyond.
I will reveal to you, my babe
I am most happy with you
feeling a prince in the golden carriage
a gentleman in his Lamborghini
a president of the nation
called all the sparks of love.
Believe me, your presence in my life
is your sweetest gift I can have
one with petals of passions
and all their shades of love
descending upon us
the two eternal lovers
on the wings of love.
May the wings of love, my Lord
wings of tolerance, wings of freedoms
wings of human rights
of individual souls
whatever other wings of goodwill
embrace us all, my Lord.
Wings, wings, wings, wings of love
dancing wings, flying wings
playing wings, singing wings
wings of love embracing us
caressing and healing us
with all the elixirs there can be
Wings, wings, wings, wings of love.
The Westminster, Piccadilly Circus
London’s Hyde Park and the Tube
Rome’s Colosseum, Piazza Navona
Fountain del Moro, the Pantheon
The Strand, Opera House in Sydney
Welcome to the Universe of love
and the rebel lovers, rebel hearts.
Lovers, lovers, lovers, rebel lovers
lovers on the pathways of the stars
Lovers, lovers, lovers, rebel lovers
lovers with the fiery rebel hearts
Lovers, the guardians of love’s universe
rebel lovers, lovers of the true love.
The Manhattan’s streets and avenues
Central Park, Harlem, Brooklyn Heights
Rockefeller Center, Times Square Ball
wonders upon wonders in New York City
San Francisco cafes, Wellington’s bars
the Amsterdam’s Damrak and red lights
Moscow behind closed and locked doors.
Lovers, lovers, lovers, rebel lovers
lovers on the pathways of the stars
Lovers, lovers, lovers, rebel lovers
lovers with the fiery rebel hearts
Lovers, the guardians of love’s universe
rebel lovers, lovers of the true love.
Cracow’s jazz clubs, student houses
Brussels’ Grote Markt and the Town Hall
Manneken Pis and the Atomium
The Avenue of Stars in Hong Kong
The Louvre in Paris, Eiffel Tower
Palace of Versailles, Arc de Triomphe
The Champs-Élysées, Parisian city lights.
Lovers, lovers, lovers, rebel lovers
lovers on the pathways of the stars
Lovers, lovers, lovers, rebel lovers
lovers with the fiery rebel hearts
Lovers, the guardians of love’s universe
rebel lovers, lovers of the true love.
The Brandenburg Gate, the Mitte skyline
and what is left of the Berlin Wall
Brazilian Copacabana, the Alps
Kathmandu and the Himalayas
Praag, Melbourne, Buenos Aires
Wherever you look there are rebel hearts
kissing sweet, with lips full of passion.
Lovers, lovers, lovers, rebel lovers
lovers on the pathways of the stars
Lovers, lovers, lovers, rebel lovers
lovers with the fiery rebel hearts
Lovers, the guardians of love’s universe
rebel lovers, lovers of the true love.
Life is a song of love’s heartbeat
with all the hues there are
and all the strings of emotions
being experienced all the time.
What kind of a man I were
if I rejected your sweet love
brought to me on the tray
offered to me for all times to come.
Stay with me, love me with passion
for you are a rebel, rebel heart, my goddess
I know you would never ever give it up
even if thousands of lightnings
struck you from the sky
Oh, you are a rebel, rebel heart, my goddess
a rebel, rebel, rebel heart
and I am your only rebel lover.
Let’s hold back the rivers of bad fate
black widows in the twilights
demons in the sneaky mists
vampires in the midnight hours.
No matter what shall happen
we are together, the rebel hearts
You are no longer with lonely eyes
my homegrown honey, rebel heart.
Stay with me, love me with passion
for you are a rebel, rebel heart, my goddess
I know you would never ever give it up
even if thousands of lightnings
struck you from the sky
Oh, you are a rebel, rebel heart, my goddess
a rebel, rebel, rebel heart
and I am your only rebel lover.
I am certainly not the only one
whose heart wants what it wants
We are just part of worldwide rebel hearts
of the sweetly cool kids of mother Earth.
There is never ever one last time
for we are deemed to stay together
Love me harder, and harder, my babe
in our wonderland with all shades of love.
Stay with me, love me with passion
for you are a rebel, rebel heart, my goddess
I know you would never ever give it up
even if thousands of lightnings
struck you from the sky
Oh, you are a rebel, rebel heart, my goddess
a rebel, rebel, rebel heart
and I am your only rebel lover.
Golden hair, golden dress
golden body on the catwalk
She, the goddess of hearts
goddess of joy and dance
under the starry skies.
How much joyous time
we have been together
endless moments of love
tender kisses on the dance floor
sweet whispers in our ears.
She was always there
when I needed her
in the bright, airy mornings
symphonic middays
garden smelling evenings.
We danced till late hours
on the terrace of our home
Petals of roses were swirling
in the air around us
falling then lovely on the floor.
On midnight hours
she, my goddess
took me by hand
and brought to our bed
wings of love-making were next.
When finally there was time
to let ourselves go
into sleep full of dreams
I looked at her, my goddess
quite a long time yet.
Never was my fascination away
never my trust in her gone
She was the goddess on the catwalk
of our own life
she, my wife, my rebel heart.
Lover, you are the light of infinity
making guardian of Universe of me
one of beaming transcendence
embraced by the wings of my love.
Lover, you are the fire of passions
burning wild within my universes
engulfing me with the passing time
with ever stronger passions.
Lover, you are the magic of sorcerer
one holding me within you
No matter what happens
I want to stay there forever.
Lover, you are the intensity of heart
our psychic heart between you and me
filled with so much love
all our inner universes are Babylonian gardens.
Lover, you are my goddess of beauty
making of our life constant dance floor
catwalk of uppermost dimensions
and a runaway towards the stars.
Lover, you are my sweet soulmate
one I can not imagine my life without
making the sense of my life fulfilled
so much full of love adventures.
O lover, lover, lover, you’re my only lover
the guardian of the Universe as I am
one with the wings of love, my angel
carrying me to the furthest fields of love
always caring for me when needed
loving me in the deepness of the night
never abandoning me, my trustworthy lover
my princess above all, my dearest woman
one to share the rest of my life with
O lover, my lover, how I love you !
She was a teenage girl from Sacramento
with a long, curly, thick and black hair
so splendid as the Amazon rainforest
though she was a native Californian girl.
We fell in a fierce love
the first moment we met
The nights were tales
of a thousand and one nights
I was her crimson lover
the knight on a magic, white mustang
and she was my princess
I finally found.
How I loved to stay with her
kiss her lovely neck with all passion
only to experience the same from her
She always joked
what lover gives you
you pay back with the same intensity.
How we loved to travel to San Francisco
the city as beautiful as NZ Wellington
with all those splendid bays
and a magic city life.
But as it is often in life
the fate wanted
our ways went different paths
She disappeared somewhere there
under the Oregon skies
I went to New York City, my another love.
Many years later the fate wanted
we met again on the crossroads of the world
in the magic Times Square
Ever since then we stayed together
swearing we shall never split again
Although we stayed in New York City
the passions of our love
were like the intense strength of the eagles
flying from New Jersey skies
all the way to Californian skies and back.
Both, Sacramento and New York City
were imprinted in our blood
marrying us forever more
and no fate, not any destiny
could split us anymore.
O, Sacramento girl
you, the goddess of my love
O, the woman I am with
the lover for all times to come
you, the all American one, my love.
Who wants to live forever
in the world full of dramas
where no man, no woman
is ever fully happy
and our souls are waiting to take over.
I feel alive in your presence
a captain of silvery jets
dancing on the horizons
of magnificent sunsets
in the skies of Oregon.
Your eyelashes the flying butterflies
above transparent rivers
where gypsies are singing
their dresses half in water
the echoes catching our love story.
Your lips all the orchestra
at Brussels’s Mirano music show
the lips of the goddess
sensual, the dream of all men
endless melodies of heart.
How many times
we treated ourselves
with our deep affection
Love serenades sounded in the air
dancing to the tunes of city life.
And so our romances
were endless, it seemed
symphonic stories of love
in the mirrors of our life
crossing from worlds to worlds.
Here we are now together
hesitating about our future
Say no, my love, to demons of twilights
choose instead me as I really am
your heart and soul lover.
O, who wants to live forever
nobody I guess without the loved one
Although we all eventually turn into ash
our love remains forevermore
flying high in the skies of our souls.
I am the butterfly of the meadows
dancing on the dance floor of the Sun
I am the light streaming out of love
and out of our deeply pulsating hearts.
I am the effervescent hue of colours
from within the dancing rays of the Sun
and from among the dew drops
out of the rainbow after the rain.
I am the deep howling sound
from wolves attracted to one another
the murmuring leaves deep in the woods
where no heart, no soul was ever.
I am carefree prattle of birds in savanna
unafraid of giraffes with their long necks
I am the interstellar sounds
in the far ends of the Universe.
I am the dancing queen among kings
I am the goddess on her throne
for everyone who desires me
I am just love, the amulet of lovers.
Every time I am thinking about you
lightning pierces through my spine
Every time I am dreaming about you
I am close to achieving sexual climax.
You are the woman of my dreams
one I dream about day and night
my lover, rebel lover, rebel heart
rocking us both, rocking us up to the skies.
There were times I was quite happy
enjoying relationships with other women
but ever since I met you that first time
no another woman is my dream but you.
You are the woman of my dreams
one I dream about day and night
my lover, rebel lover, rebel heart
rocking us both, rocking us up to the skies.
O Aphrodite, my rose, my only love
how I long to your emerald eyes
your silky skin, your slender features
You were born from the sea foam, indeed.
You are the woman of my dreams
one I dream about day and night
my lover, rebel lover, rebel heart
rocking us both, rocking us up to the skies.
If I could transform you into a poem
all the universes would shine all the time
There wouldn’t be just one life giving Earth
but a number of them called Aphrodite.
If I could transform you into a poem
all the cities in the world were like NYC
radiating with symphonic strings of optimism
and spirits of love from loving you dandies.
If I could transform you into a poem
you were Cleopatra of modern times
with the world beneath your golden feet
The wings of love would swirl around you.
If I could transform you into a poem
you would be my violin from the Sun’s rays
my harp from the strings of the stars
my phenomenal Broadway music.
If I could transform you into a poem
you would be mine, a beauty queen
splendid in fragrances and aromas of love
on the dance floor of our mutual life.
If I could transform you into a poem
I would sip elixirs of nectars from your lips
I would eat ambrosia, the food of the gods
from your sweet and ripe lips, my love.
If I could transform you into a poem
I would delight myself with erotic adventures
in your challenging, wildly glowing eyes
I would have skyway ride across your body.
If I could transform you into a poem
you would be the woman I would share my life with
one with fragrances killing me softly
your rapturous eyes enchanting me.
If I could transform you into a poem
we would be forming a flower with petals
your body, the sea tides, around me
my muscular arms, my body enveloping you.
If I could transform you into a poem
we would both rock our lives, our love
Our sex drive, sex ride, sex love, sex life
would be our rocking rhythm and rhyme.
If I could transform you into a poem
nobody ever would be able to stop us
We would stay rebel lovers, rebel hearts
as always so far, the rebel lovers, rebel hearts.
Wow, sex drive, sex ride, sex life
what can be better than all of this
Let’s rock our lives, my babe of bliss
squeeze all the elixirs out of our sex life.
I am sure our lives shall become
the poetry transformed into the real life
Let’s go on with our sex drive, sex ride, sex life
We are the rebel lovers, rebel hearts.
I remember your shiny gleaming eyes
bursting with flavors of heated desires
inviting me to a fierce dance of love.
I remember growing heat in your eyes
showing off fire coming from your heart
and from your mind swirling in emotions.
I remember your blond hair catching flames
your sensual lips more and more on fire
wanting to become one whole cake with me.
I remember your smoothly dancing body
more and more rhythmic with the time
the invitation to what we desired the most.
I remember you begging to love me
and me doing the same as feverishly
everything we did had only one goal.
I remember you were the trembling roe
and I was the fearless howling wolf
wanting to love you, no harm intended.
I remember I took your hand to mine
our neurones mingled in our bodies
and the fire engulfed us both for good.
I remember I pulled you by hand
we stood up and left the beautiful cafe
yellow cab brought us to my home.
I remember what happened next
it was our one thousand and one story
of lovemaking we never before were through.
I remember you were so peaceful afterwards
resting your neck on my muscular torso
the fires were gone, your smooth skin stayed.
The city lights were dancing stars of the skies
the Atlantic shoreline the horizon of passions
and whole NYC the endless symphony of love.
Ever since then we have always been together
in the embraces of our soul-soaring love
the sweet lovers, rebel lovers, rebel hearts.
Forgive me, my Lord
for I am a lonely, hungry wolf
desperately howling at full moon
on the roof of my home.
Forgive me, my Lord
for I am dreaming of her skin
a flash of light at nightly hours
a beauty serenade in the day.
I dream of her smooth skin
with all the intensity there is in me
Falling into the chasm without her
into the arms of demons.
What is it that attracts me to her so much
her immense beauty or my sex drive ?
What I must do, go after her or forget her ?
A dilemma too much for me to stomach.
Forgive me, my Lord
me, the howling wolf
trapped in desires I never knew before
in unbearable hunger.
Forgive me, my Lord
for I am on the verge of my senses
ready for action, thrilling one
Her body must be mine.
A dance among the stars
heart to heart, smile to smile
a dance of love, pure one
of honey pouring into lovers’ mouths
a dance of hearts, lovers’ hearts
symphonic one, fireworks alike.
A dance among the stars
the whole night till the very dawn
phantoms of love assisting
demons of thrill conflicting
vampires of twilight trying their best
to suck blood from their victims.
A dance among the stars
the starry rivers of love
endless, being transformed
into the oceans of love, of hearts
the pulsating hearts of lovers
in the vast multiverses of the universes.
A dance among the stars
so sweet that sweeter can’t anymore
in the arms, in erotic poses
flesh to flesh, mouth to mouth
soul to soul, heart to heart
overwhelming love, sweetest one.
A dance among the stars
under the watchful eye of the Lord
and to the tunes of angelic choir
symphonic one of all dimensions
A dance everybody dreams about
one so spectacular as is the Universe.
A dance among the stars
fiery kisses of desirable love
endless romances among the stars
What else could you need more
if not this dance among the stars
with pulsating hearts, fulfilled love.
What is the sense of life, the millennia
question
could anyone tell me it, ladies and gentlemen ?
Certainly getting married, having kids
making career, seeing Cathedral of Notre-Dame.
But what if one is single, enjoying on his own
never really thinking of having a wife
Adventurous life is what he prefers, NYC skies
the Palace of Versailles, Paris with friends.
Sex drive, sex ride, sex life
let’s rock our lives, rock our love
Sex drive, sex ride, sex life
what is more exhilarating than it ?
Love me, babe, kiss me sweetly
Cheers to our sex drive, sex ride, sex life.
Well, why not, everybody is though free
to live his life as he wants and desires
assuming he is not harming anyone
with his deeds, his hilarious actions.
Yes, yes, why not, ladies and gentlemen
to let ourselves live freely as we wish
Some want to get married, some not, why not
what matters most is everyone’s happy life.
Sex drive, sex ride, sex life
let’s rock our lives, rock our love
Sex drive, sex ride, sex life
what is more exhilarating than it ?
Love me, babe, kiss me sweetly
Cheers to our sex drive, sex ride, sex life.
Angkor Wat, Taj Mahal, Pyramids of Giza
Memphis and its Necropolis, Persepolis
Old City of Salamanca, Lahore Fort
wonders upon wonders, enriching our souls.
Historic Centre of Rome where
loving couples stroll
Palace of Westminster, Canterbury Cathedral
Prague, Cracow, St. Petersburg, Maya City
all in tribute to never ending, amaranthine
love.
Sex drive, sex ride, sex life
let’s rock our lives, rock our love
Sex drive, sex ride, sex life
what is more exhilarating than it ?
Love me, babe, kiss me sweetly
Cheers to our sex drive, sex ride, sex life.
New York, New York City
you, the dazzling Melting Pot
with never ending dreams
and the reality splendid in all images
there can ever be projected
on the screen of life, the NYC life
You, America’s Tower of Babel !
New York, New York City
you, the vibrating town
of diligent men and women
at work, in love, family life
busy in shaping destiny
under the NYC hilarious skies
You, the scenic Big Apple !
To this generous, life-giving city
I yearn, my Lord
To those soaring skyscrapers
flirting with the NYC skies
I yearn, my Lord
To this city of eternal life
where my soul settled permanently
I yearn, my Lord
To this city of humanity’s best
I yearn, yearn, my Lord !
New York, New York City
you, the hub of day and night activity
for the noble New Yorkers
descendants of immigrants
from four points of the world
fulfilling their goals
You, the Center of the Universe.
New York, New York City
you, with your Broadway Theaters
Metropolitan Museum of Art
Empire State Building
many more wonders
all bringing expressions of pride
upon faces of New Yorkers.
To this generous, life-giving city
I yearn, my Lord
To those soaring skyscrapers
flirting with the NYC skies
I yearn, my Lord
To this city of eternal life
where my soul settled permanently
I yearn, my Lord
To this city of humanity’s best
I yearn, yearn, my Lord !
New York, New York City
you, my childhood in Central Park
unforgettable Bronx Zoo
the Village, Circle Line
Museum of Modern Art
and Guggenheim one
You, the city of my true love.
New York, New York City
I am your troubadour
adventurer with the torn soul
any time when away
feeling then Judas kiss
but when back a happy New Yorker
feeling the presence of thy Lord.
To this generous, life-giving city
I yearn, my Lord
To those soaring skyscrapers
flirting with the NYC skies
I yearn, my Lord
To this city of eternal life
where my soul settled permanently
I yearn, my Lord
To this city of humanity’s best
I yearn, yearn, my Lord !