Tu es parfum léger et pluie tropica

Tu es parfum léger et pluie tropicale,
moment tendre de paix et simple odeur de pluie,
regards presque affolée en belle jouissance
et parure nacre sur mon cœur amusée.
Tu es source vivante et scorpion qui s'attarde,
regard mutin d'azur et femme aux voiles de demain,
épaule alanguie et regards qui s'attardent
sur mon cul endormie ma guerrière qui a faim.
tu es la plume de l'amour et le temps qui s'échappe,
juste un souffle si court quand mes bras te font l'amour,
la cascade lumineuse des mots qui tout explique
et la belle retenue d'une larmes en aube de chagrin.
Tu es, et c'est en belle rive que tu poses souvent cette douce question,
que tu implores doucement la belle certitude
qui gonflent déjà ta peau en milles jupons.
Tu es tu es tu es tu es ma belle symphonique

Résultats (Anglais) 1:

You are light fragrance and tropical rain, tender moment of peace and simple smell of rain, looks almost frantic in beautiful enjoyment and Pearl ornament on my heart amused. You are living source and scorpion that lingers, mischievous glance of azure and wife to the sails of tomorrow, languid shoulder and looks that linger on my ass sleeping my warrior who is hungry. you are the feather of love and time escaping, just a short of breath so when my arms will make you love, the light cascade of words that explains everything and the beautiful restraint of a tears in dawn of sorrow. You are, and it is in beautiful shore that you often ask this sweet question You implore gently beautiful certainty which swell already your skin in miles petticoats. You are you are you are you are my beautiful Symphony

Résultats (Anglais) 2:

You are light fragrance and tropical rain,
tender moment of peace and simple smell of rain,
almost crazed looks in great enjoyment
and pearl adornment on my heart amused.
You're living source and scorpion that lingers,
mischievous eyes azure and woman sails tomorrow,
languid shoulder and looks that linger
on my ass my warrior asleep hungry.
you're the feather of love and time escaping,
just a short breath when my arms if you are the love,
the light cascade of words that explains everything
and the beautiful restraint of tears of sorrow dawn.
You are, and it's beautiful shores you often poses that sweet question,
you softly implore the beautiful certainty
that your skin swell already in miles petticoats.
You are you are you are you are my beautiful symphony

Résultats (Anglais) 3:

you smell, light and soft tropical rain, while rain smell of peace and simple, nice, looks almost enjoyment and fun set mother of pearl in my heart. you're alive and scorpion source ', and women's blue eyes' fascination sail tomorrow, shoulder and look who languish focus on my ass out my warrior who is hungry.
you are the writer of the love and the time is short, just one breath, when my arms you make love, the light which is cascade of words and a good retention in dawn of sorrow and tears. - you are, and it's beautiful, you have the sweet side, that you want your beautiful skin, which could have certain miles skirts.
you're you're you're you're beautiful symphony,