Testo di Neptune

What's right and what's wrong Don't you hold me too tightly to words As I've rounded them off to the nearest of 10 For I gathered your body An envious capture, an envious thought Oh forgive me, oh God Or forgive me in fortune Forgive me in feeling it out for myself As I ought to have feelings for something as great as thou art Some great wine rose of youth Your pleasure gives my own heart Generous portions, wisely Breaks of my own heart I felt the arms length while I've gone on my own way Come serve me, strange waters Come and obey me, strange waters Have it your own way So if you won't hold me I have no objections So if you won't please me I have no commands So if you don't trust me It's best if I drown