I never watched the sea like this

It's shooting fire right above my head.
No, I won't try to see behind this
And I won't try to be the needle in your pants.
It's near.

No no no...
I won't try to hold you with my hands
And I won't try to comb again all of my hair.
Ho, it's fair.

I won't try to move a thing
.As I won't try to listen