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You dress in blue to overshadow the sky
And you get mirrors to be very sure
That you are beautiful
And that you must be offered tributes of sunshine if you give a kiss
Narcissus the instinct that dominate your essence
And the consumption of my time with you is idiotic
Broken dreams
The ones that you are leaving me in my life asset
What good is your body?
If you manage it with balances that you want to give me
What good is your mouth?
If you drop your kisses and I pick them up humiliated
Woman of luxury, woman of vase
Woman of laughter, smell and whims, with a future of nothing
Woman of luxury, curtain woman
Your head will adorn the living room of a relic hunter type
And you will become old woman without dreams
I will try to find in a simple womb
The heat that the thaw turned me off so many times
And I will give her as a gift
What is not It has no price nor will it have on the market
I wish you luck, what you don't deserve
The one you are not looking for, the one you never need
While it lasts
That body perfect that is spent in time
What good are your hands to me?
If they are as far from a touch as I am from your dreams
What good is your eyes
If you give a damn if I leave or appear
Luxury woman, vase woman
Woman of laughter, smell and whims, with a future of nothing
Luxury woman, woman curtain
Your head will decorate the living room of a relic hunter
And you will grow old without dreams