Текст: Prince. Parade. Under The Cherry Moon.

How can I stand 2 stay where I am?
Poor butterfly who don't understand
Why can't I fly away in a special sky?
If I don't find my destiny soon
I'll die in your arms under the cherry moon

I want 2 live life 2 the ultimate high
Maybe I'll die young like heroes die
Maybe I'll kiss U some wild special way
If nobody kills me or thrills me soon
I'll die in your arms under the cherry moon

That's alright

Lovers like us dear are born 2 die
If they don't find us, what will we do?
I guess we'll make love under the cherry moon
I'll die in your arms under the cherry moon