Life that has come to fill my soul with color
Today I sail on your moles and your crimson lips
How the heat of your skin cooks in my skin
The story becomes fantasy, my beloved, oh oh
That draws my sun

Like your voice came and told me that love is you
Little bird taking flight
Like your smell came, to fill me with immense gratitude
You take me to your nest of love
Like your skin came, to draw affection and love
You arrived just in time
Like your smell came and told me that love is you

Rain that has come down from the mountain
My caresses, your caresses that weave together
How the color of your skin contrasts with my skin
The story becomes fantasy, my beloved, oh oh
That draws my sun

Like your voice came and told me that love is you
Little bird taking flight
Like your smell came, to fill me with immense gratitude
You take me to your nest of love
Like your skin came, to draw affection and love
You arrived just in time
Like your smell came and told me that love is you

Life that has come to fill my soul with color
Today I sail on your moles and your crimson lips

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