Ali Project

à la cuisine (in the kitchen)

Overflowing fruit juice
And honey scooped out with a single finger
I called your name
All night long
It's the sweetest sugar...

If we stay cuddled up like this
All I'll be able to eat are kisses
I want so many
But they still leave my stomach
Growling a little...

Soon I'll open a café
As I've found the recipe for happiness

Go to the kitchen
Wrapped up in the sheets
Go to the kitchen
And wait for my love...

Be careful
The flames of love
Seem to be the force
That burns our tongues...