I am the fire which burns your skin,

I am the water that kills your thirst

The castle, the tower I am,
The sword which guards the treasure,

You, the air that I breathe,

And the moonlight at sea,
The thoat which I want to wet,
That I fear drowning, from love,

And, what treasures will you give me?, oh oh

You say, you only have to see my treasure and its enough
And yours it will be, And yours it will be