The first time I saw you,
Was at the bar with Veuve Clicquot,
Dressed in your fancy clothes,
I knew you felt it too,
I was balling, falling,
At your feet crawling,
I was stalling, sprawling,
While you were enthralling,

I hope you leave him,
I’ve got a feeling,
That when we meet again,
That’ll i’ll be screaming,

Anna, I need you,
Anna, to please you,
Anna, you feel the same I know,
Anna I crave you,
Anna I’ll save you,
Anna, you feel the same I know,

Are we meant to be? I’m not sure,
You’ve been adoring yet ignoring, oh,
Shall we see if this is lust or more?
You’ve been dreaming, loving, calling up,

I hope you leave him,
I’ve got a feeling,
That when we meet again,
That’ll i’ll be screaming,

Anna, I need you,
Anna, to please you,
Anna, you feel the same I know,
Anna I crave you,
Anna I’ll save you,
Anna, you feel the same I know,

Tout amour n’est pas vrai
Tout amour n’est pas réel
Tout amour n’est pas pure
L’amour pure est incassable
L’amour réel est incommensurable
L’amour vrai est éternel

Anna, I need you,
Anna, to please you,
Anna, you feel the same I know,
Anna I crave you,
Anna I’ll save you,
Anna, you feel the same I know,

Anna, I need you,
Anna, to please you,
Anna, you feel the same I know,
Anna I crave you,
Anna I’ll save you,
Anna, you feel the same I know,