A fierce woman, a passionate tigress,
Bound in chains, she can't sleep at night.
A queen of the stage, but at home, simplicity,
Enchanted by deceit, and her soul is sad.
An oriental beauty, slanted eyes,
And her heart is quietly melting, a complete emptiness.
I am strewn with amber, a road of red roses,
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A fierce woman, a passionate tigress, Bound in chains, she can't sleep at night. A queen of the stage, but at home, simplicity, Enchanted by deceit, and her soul is sad. An oriental beauty, slanted eyes, And her heart is quietly melting, a complete emptiness. I am strewn with amber, a road of red roses,