I'm a glamourous girl, a cat, a
We are free in our love.
I want your tenderness to fix my tired eyes,
Your hands to care my poisoned scars,
Your eyes to save my wandering soul,
Your words to awake my lost mind.
And your mouth..
Your mouth to turn on the light.
Brigitte Bardot à La Madrague, St-Tropez, 1975.