I swear it's seeing your face
and my soul lights up.
And you bring your eyelashes out to the sun
and the world blooms.
You drop a handkerchief while walking
br/>and my hand without me picks it up.
You have the freshest laugh
of all sources.
You are the bell of my sparrows' nest.
You smell like grass and you taste like ink and blots.
You are the lightning of May, my letters, your creams
singing in the car.
When we put the chairs together I feel so clumsy.
You have truths, hugs that encompass cities.
You have a kiss of rice and milk in the valley.
And it says that you come from Mars and you are going...
you are going to return, come on, I will leave you Yes.
But sometimes, just sometimes
what is being is what it seems.
Sometimes it seems that you have already left.
My female, my lady brave man combs his hair
his braid like a mermaid
and rows in the sand, if he wants.
Oh my female, your mint lips
look better with mine
if they roll... your smile is better if it bites.
Oh my female.
You remember when the dawns began.
I feel that the dawn made us stronger
and then the quiet chat between drops
the crumbs did their part.
Then the chairs are put together,
the voices fall asleep.
And I feel the tears
they fall but They have no name.
And I think that your confession,
I take it from you at a dance.
That is what freedom consists of
not giving up giving yourself more.
I like you just the way you are
if the same thing happens to you and you want to
we go ahead and get to the end.
My female, my brave lady combs her hair
br/>Braid like mermaids
and row in the sand, if you want.
Oh my female, your mint lips
look better with mine
if they roll. .. your smile is better if it bites.
Oh my female.
My female...

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