Garden of Ardenne

In the garden of Ardenne Nothing matters No one can tell us no Walking through unfamiliar spaces In the Garden of Ardenne In the Garden of Ardenne In the garden of Ardenne We wear silken cloths And then we rip them off Here lies nothing but forest, baby So give me a garden of Ardenne I'll give you a garden of Ardenne (...) (In the Garden of Ardenne) Give me a garden of Ardenne I'll give you a garden of Ardenne Baby, this is my life Strange to imagine that it starts with you (In the Garden of Ardenne) Give me a garden of Ardenne I'll give you a garden of Ardenne Give me a garden of Ardenne (In the Garden of Ardenne)