لديكِ شامةٌ علىٰ يَسارِ صَدرُكِ
و لديَّ فِكرةٌ أَسفلَ أصَابِعي
لِمَ لا نَخلطُ الأدوارَ بَيننا ؟
فَتصيرُ فِكرتي قَصيدةٌ لشَامتُكِ
و علىٰ يَساركِ
تَغفو مَواجِعي ؟

You are the smell before rain
You are the blood in my veins

When r u gonna make me ur baby?
U know I belong in ur arms
When r u gonna make me ur baby?
Baby, it's all that I want

Our story is gonna be the story i tell my daughter about during her first heartbreak.