Como Los Olivos

Like the olive trees sweating oil
My body slips on your skin
Sleep, tranquil man, in the garden of Eden
Where the humidity releases a honey flavor

Silhouette of a goblin sleeping in my bed
With the river sea that takes away my being
Water my paths until Eden blooms
For the humidity is fresh at dawn

I will steal some hair from you
To tie it to the braids of my hair
And if you leave, I will go with you
Yes, movement, I will not waste time

On the hips my skirt moves
With the tinkling of your laughter and your commotion
And when the night returns, you will have me pampered
Under a silver ash moon
Because on the hips my skirt moves, look at me
With the tinkling of your laughter and your commotion
And when the night returns, you will have me pampered
Under a silver ash moon

Because I will steal some hair from you
To tie it to the braids of my hair
And if you leave, I will go with you
Yes, movement, I will not waste time
I will steal some hair from you
To tie it to the braids of my hair
And if you leave, I will go with you
Yes, movement, I will not waste time

I am from the south, you are from the north
We don't speak the same language
But we will make it not matter
I am from the south, you are from the north
We don't speak the same language
But we will make it not matter

Because I will steal even your soul
I will teach you to dance
I will give you my skin until you go crazy
I will steal even your soul
I will teach you to dance
I will give you my skin until you ask for more

I will steal some hair from you
To tie it to the braids of my hair
And if you leave, I will go with you
If there is movement, we will not waste time
I will steal some hair from you
To hang it around my neck
And if you leave, I will go with you
On the way, we will have more than enough destiny

I, I, I, I

I am from the south, you are from the north
We don't speak the same language
But we will make it not matter
I am from the south, you are from the north
We don't speak the same language
But we will make it not matter

Because I will steal even your soul
I will teach you to dance
I will give you my skin until you go crazy
I will steal even your soul
I will teach you to dance
I will give you my skin until you ask for more

I am from the south, you are from the north
We don't speak the same language
But we will make it not matter
I am from the south, you are from the north
We don't speak the same language
But we will make it not matter
It won't matter
It won't matter