Frühling in Paris (English)

In a light dress she came up to me I remeber it as if it was today I was so young, I embarrased myself Still, I never regretted it

She shouted the words in my face her tongue strewn with lust I didn't understand her voice I didn't regret it

Oh no, there's nothing at all Oh no, I regret nothing

When I left/forsook her skin Springtime bleeds in Paris

I didn't know my body It was scared of the sight of it She showed it to me by light I didn't regret it

The lips often redeem(ing) and tender And they touch for ages/eternally If I leave her mouth Then I begin to shiver

She shouted the words in my face her tongue strewn with lust I didn't understand her voice I didn't regret it

Oh no, there's nothing at all Oh no, I regret nothing*

Oh no, there's nothing at all Oh no, I regret nothing

When I left her skin Springtime bleeds in Paris

A whisper fell into my lap And caused a fine tingle/sound (It) spoke a lot but said nothing And it felt good

She shouted the words in my face And bowed deeply I didn't understand her voice I didn't regret it

Oh no, there's nothing at all Oh no, I regret nothing*

When I left/forsook her skin Springtime bleeds in Paris

Tidied up a bit