This is called Caruso. These are old terraces in front of the Gulf of Sudetenland. A young man embraces me after he had cried. Then he shouts his voice and the song begins again. I love you so much. I love you less than you know. But I love you so much more than you know. You are a chain of love. That melts a blood in you, you know. I see the lights in the middle of the sea. I think of the nights there, in America. But there was only bread. The white ski of a helicopter. I feel the pain of music. They rise from the strong floor. But when they come out of the clouds. I seem sweeter than death. I look in the eyes of the girl. Those green eyes like the sea. Then a tear comes to his eye. And he believes he is drowning. I love you so much. I love you so much more than you know. You are a chain of love. That melts a blood in you, you know. Power in the lyrics. Where every drama is a fan. That with the makeup, with the mimicry. Become another. But you and I look at each other. So close and true. They make you forget the words. They confuse our thoughts. So I sell your life. Even the duties there, in America. I want to have your life. Like a ski of a helicopter. But it's the life that ends. But he did not think about it. Then so much. Indeed, he felt already happy. And he began his song. I love you so much. I love you so much more than you know. You are a chain of love. That melts a blood in you, you know. I love you so much. I love you so much more than you know. You are a chain of love. That melts a blood in you, you know.