I feel the beating of the drums
as if they knew my destiny
it is the moon that burns
it is the omen of the blood on my path
and so I found you next to the flowers
br/>as the fortune teller told me
that one day with your love
I would paint paradise with pain
and I was lost in your perfume
of cinnamon in your kisses with taste of a labyrinth
and right now nothing consoles me
not even this watercolor sky
that today with tears I unpaint
aaaaaaaaa...
how it hurts me
love her so much
aaaaaaaa...
I became addicted to the poison of her lips
I feel the walk of my demons
that go in time with my heartbeats
I don't know if Your love is a strange blessing
or it is my punishment
and I was getting lost in your perfume
of cinnamon in your kisses with the flavor of a labyrinth
and right now nothing consoles me
nor this watercolor sky
that today with tears I unpaint
aaaaaa...
how it hurts me
to love her so much
aaaaaaa...
I I became addicted to the poison of their lips
I became addicted to the poison of their lips
I feel the beating of the drums
as if they knew my destiny
my destiny

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