(J.A. Lorca)
I want to continue
Throwing the food on the floor,
To ask you like a fish
The smallest of your crumbs.
I don't want to the water
I only want your saliva.
Like the desert to the sea,
I would like to give you my attack when diving.
I want to fight
Against the arms of the mill,< br/>Against the wind and without fear
Until I find you on the road.
I don't want the air
I only want your sigh.
Like the madman to reason
I would like to give you the meaning
(Amaia)
And if...
(J.A. Lorca)
And if the dressing is not wet
(Amaia)< br/>Have...
(J.A. Lorca)
Have the excuse to cry
(Amaia)
Ask for...
(J.A. Lorca)
Ask for your breast like a child
Until you find the spring.
(J.A Lorca & Amaia)
And walk and walk
From your feet to your neck,
As the troubadour walks.
And walk and walk
As the last Don Quixote did,
And spending the night in your lung.
And walking and walking once again I would repeat< br/>This anatomy lesson.
(J.A. Lorca)
I want to feel
The little space between your arms,
Your lung and my lung
Like the doors of a palace.
And although your skin is like my skin
They are not satin,
The duvet is not necessary,
As long as the clothes always burn on the mattress.
(J.A. Lorca)
And if at night the cold.
(Amaia)
You and I...
(J.A. Lorca)
We will find the heat.
(Amaia)
There.. .
(J.A. Lorca)
Where the beggars hide,
Where there will be more than two of us.
(J.A Lorca & Amaia)
And walk and walk
br/>From your feet to your neck,
Like the troubadour walks.
And walk and walk
Like the last Quixote did,
And making night in your lung.
/>And walking and walking once again I would repeat...
And walk and walk
From your feet to your neck,
Like the troubadour walks.
And walk and walk
As the last Don Quixote did,
And spending the night in your lung.
And walking and walking once again I would repeat
This anatomy lesson.

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