Lyrics of The nun

Even kneeled, even in prayer
She remembers italy
Jesus, marie and our father
It's little say that she's forgetting you

The other side of the hell
She remembers having said yes
To passion to light
To crazy love to infinite

And praying that man on the cross
Is still giving herself to him
And when come to her those ideas
We bluh so lightly
The nun has like myself
Nights of love in nostalgia
The nun sometimes has
Tears full of jealousy

Even kneeled even in prayer
She's hearing his voice calling her
She's seeing boats on ocean
She's seeing hotel rooms again

The other side of this wall
There's the sun of life
There are lips who whisper
To lips full of desire

And praying that man on the cross
Is still giving herself to him
And when come to her those ideas
We bluh so lightly
The nun has like myself
Nights of love in nostalgia
The nun sometimes has
Tears full of jealousy

Even kneeled even in prayer
She has chills of desire
So many sorcerers cast a spell on her
That the evil makes fun of it

Even tough she ties her hair
Under the anonymous cornet
She doesn't know how to lower her eyes
The fear of mad feminize her

And praying that man on the cross
Is still giving herself to him
And when come to her those ideas
We bluh so lightly
The nun has like myself
Nights of love in nostalgia
The nun sometimes has
Tears full of jealousy