há dez anos que não ouvia isto...

Under here, you just take my breath away
Under here, the water flows over my head
I can hear the little fishes


Under here whispering your most terrible name
Under here, they've given me starfish for eyes
And your head is a big red balloon


Under here, your huge hand is heavy on my chest
Ah, and under here, Sir, your lovely voice retreats
And yes, you take my breath away


Look at my hair, as it waves and waves
Sir, under here, I have such pretty hair
Silver, it is, and filled with silver bubbles


Ah, and under here, my blood will be a cloud
And under here my dreams are made of water
And, Sir, you just take my breath away


For under here, my pretty breasts are piled high
With stones and I cannot breathe
And tiny little fishes enter me


Under here, I am made ready
And under here, I am washed clean
And I glow with the greatness of my hate for you