Like a wild spirit from mouth to mouth
a song flew like love, the bastard child
some say, for love is wild and infinite.
„Got the drive, got the drive
ready for another life.“
Some taste her sweetness but not love herself:
dive for the pearl, the flawless embrace
intangible as air wrapped in her cool gaze.
„Got the drive, got the drive
ready for a reborn life.“
Love is slippery, floatin’ and true
her feet are kissed by the laughing you.
She is the child with the warlike light.
„Got the drive, got the drive
ready for sweetness life.“
Not stained by chaos, she, the essence
unbound in peopled shadow-lands.
She, the arrow, the goal and the friend.
„Got the drive, got the drive
for the freedom might.“
Song can sing of the passion that heals.
The soul of love alone gives you the feel
of the beauty of sin fulfilling the dream.
„Got the drive, got the drive
diving into the ocean-sky.“
Turning the key, setting you free,
night flew on winged feet
beautiful love in her wild eyes.
„Got the drive, got the drive.
Wisdom is great but love is wide.“
Like a wild spirit from mouth to mouth
a song flew like love, the bastard child
some say, for love is wild and infinite.
„Got the drive, got the drive
ready for another life.“
Lyrics & Music: Michel Montecrossa, © Mira Sound Germany