The night is an animal
That cannot be tamed
That always comes to invite again
To the intoxicating game of waiting for you

Time is a criminal
That wants to steal nothing
That likes to always accompany me
In this addictive game of waiting for you

In my vegetal passion
The jungle of my head
Makes me a victim and prey
And there's no way to avoid it
Because the game of waiting for you always starts again

Oh give me, give me scorpion's honey
To heal my heart, from sorrows
I know you will come back to me

Oh give me, give me scorpion's honey
To heal my heart, from sorrows
I know you will come back to me

I am a starfish
An immortal sentinel
With all the time in the world
To play your absurd game of waiting for you

In my vegetal passion
The jungle of my head
Whoever enters does not return
And there's no way to escape
Because the game of waiting for you always starts again

Oh give me, give me scorpion's honey
To heal my heart, from sorrows
I know you will come back to me

Oh give me, give me scorpion's honey
To heal my heart, from sorrows
I know you will come back to me

Oh give me, give me scorpion's honey
To heal my heart, from sorrows
I know you will come back to me

Oh give me, give me scorpion's honey
To heal my heart, from sorrows
I know you will come back to me

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