I peek through a leaning door
I follow the footsteps of light
I ask the cat, Xiu, not to give me away
Ring the clock without a cuckoo
It takes hours for the neighbors to gossip and I
I confess to the walls I like
They know you well
I embrace this complicity
I let myself go on the marked trails
For the longing to find you
Still where I left you
I bring you the promised kiss
I know your smell I dive into your touch
Abraà You play the guitar and you fly beyond the moon
I tie the kiss that wants to be released
I hope you feel me to give it to me
The chair, the back, the hair and the cigarillo
The dance of your shoulder
And in that moment when the silence
is the beating of the heart, close if the door
Stops the clock, the neighbors collect it
You look at me
You look at me
I bring you the promised kiss
I know yours I smell, I dive into your playing
You hug the guitar and fly beyond the moon
I tie the kiss that wants to be released
I hope you feel me to give it to me
br/>The chair, the back, the hair and the cigarillo
The dance of your shoulder
And, in that moment when the silence
is the knock from the heart, close the door
Stop the clock, the neighbors collect it
Let go of the kiss, the cat will meow
Let go of the kiss the kiss, the cat meows
Let go of the kiss, the cat meows
Let go of the kiss, the cat meows
You look at me
You look at me
I watch for a door leaning against it
I follow the footprints of light
I ask the cat, Xiu, not to report me

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