Carina Round - Hookah

I am a hookah The water through which you pass Angel smoke, angel smoke I am a hookah The water through which you pass Danger smoke Danger I ride by flying horses Nothing to declare But cold knees, cold knees I ride by flying horses Nothing to declare But cold knees Cold Delicate men, delicate men You can be such fools ... in my heart He whispered to me'I am the digger of eyes Let me in, let me in'Whispered to me'I am the digger of eyes Let me in, let me in'Delicate men, delicate men You can be such fools ... Delicate men, delicate men You can be such fools ... in my heart