MARACUYÁ

Goals and desires
It's easy to say that outside doesn't exist
A world for the two of us that I don't intend to enter
You don't want to leave, nobody wants to suffer
Love turned out to be
The damn sticky pulp of the passion fruit
Something deafening that I don't want to enter
And I can't get out, nobody wants to suffer

And when you leave, you won't know where
Where the time went
The time invested
That time that's at stake
Body to body
Body, pulp, passion fruit
Body to the ground, our bodies
Body, pulp, passion fruit
Body, pulp, passion fruit

I think at this point no one should explain anything
We are what we unraveled and that took us a lot of work
I think at this point no one should explain anything
We are what we unraveled and that took us a lot of work

I keep my tongue reserved
A rich, viable exchange on a human scale
A deal for both where one bets on talking
And the other on losing it, nobody wants to suffer
The rumor turned out to be
The knot of the whole plot that I tried with you
Something impoverishing, something I know about you
And you know about me, nobody wants to suffer

And when you leave, you won't know where
Where the time went
The time invested
That time that's at stake
Body to body
Body, pulp, passion fruit
Body to the ground, our bodies
Body, pulp, passion fruit
Body, pulp, passion fruit
Body, pulp, passion fruit
Body, pulp, passion fruit