Tell me, tell me, who do you think of?

Tell me, tell me, your secret inspiration...

Can you describe me

carefully, who is it

you think of?

when you`re writing that song?

Sustained in the other side

of your hide mirror mind.

You change your muse everytime,

just to keep it in mysterie hided!

Can`t lost her, keep it, keep it,

not a chance to reveal

your secret muse is not for real!

When you`re writing that song

to keep it for so long, so long, so long!

Who do you think of?

tell me, tell me your secret inspiration...

That muse, no, not a chance to reveal!

But in my translation soul,

i feel her, as she`s so real, as she`s so real!

   Rosamar  Freedom