My Profane And Sacred Psychedelic Love

Turned me into a Hippie Goddess with her magic hands
My wise friend, brilliant in everything you do
Best teacher, costume designer, plastic artist, artisan, astrologer
My psychedelic love, always by my side

I put flowers in your hair, you danced among soap bubbles
Would you like to hear me singing and playing guitar
We sat on the grass, we lived in a small room but we were so happy
I love you so much, it even hurts

More than 3000 years of friendship, love, desire, nobility, culture, witchcraft
And now you just want to pray, don’t I understand witch of the system?
You took care of me at the palace, taught me everything
You are so cultured

Between magic and fire, we ran free and naked at Stonehenge
Sometimes you decipher me or feel me with just one look
I respect you, admire you, praise you
I love your hair, intellect and this mystery

Limit between good and bad
The profane and the sacred
Virginal nun don’t punish me, I may like
Don’t torture me because the pain excites me

You can dominate me, drink my blood, blood is life
I know I shock you and I like it
Don’t blame me just memories of other lives