Mon Amour Sauvage کے بول

I hear your heart beats like a drum When I press my head to the ground And the warm rain washes over me On its way down to the underground I feel the Sun on my skin The sound of bees a flowering And the wind blows through your hair Lends wings to the great pollinator Mon amour C'est mère nature Qui suit son cours Mon amour Sauvage I smell the grass beneath my feet The sound of birds chit chattering And the air is filled with butterflies Swallows chasing shadows in the sky I hear the pagan pipes of pan Echo through these woods arcadian And the reeds they whisper of your deeds As they dance and sway in the summer breeze Mon amour C'est mère nature Qui suit son cours Mon amour Sauvage