I want to hide baby,
under your skirt to escape from the world.
I also intend to soften the tangle of your hair,
give a blood transfusion to this heart that is so wandering.
/>The more I stop doing my homework, and lighting candles for my abelos
The more I stop my hallucination of doing work for my abelos
You want to be exorcised by holy water of my gaze
how good it is be photographed, more so by the retinas of your beautiful eyes.
You let me hypnotize you and finish seeing your agony
And come to cure your black man who arrived drunk from bohemia
I want to be pacified for the brandy of your deep love,
how good it is to be photographed, even more so for the retinas of your beautiful eyes.
Deleting the word sorrow in the dictionary of my life.
Killing with a smile from your lips my melancholy.
And come to cure' your black man who arrived drunk from bohemia,
and come to cure' your black man who arrived drunk from bohemia.
Your mouth It says that you don't want to, but your eyes say: Lie.
I stop doing my homework, lighting candles for my litanies
It's just that I want to hypnotize you with the notes of my melody.
Oh! Pretty baby, tell me yes, and your sentence would end.
I want to hide baby
under your skirt to escape from the world.
I want to be pacified by the brandy of your deep love.
br/>This condition is embarrassing, take away this melancholy.
And come to 'cure your black man who arrived drunk...
from bohemia.

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