Para Estar
Cultura Profética
To Be
To be
To be
It may be that for this blind, your prism is the remedy
Just knowing the notes that make up your arpeggios
It may be that walking close to you kills me with heat
If I'm a little bird, a simple little bird, that is
Approaching the Sun
Your kisses may make me delirious
And your lips are usually the best place to be, to be
To be, to be
I promise to kiss every mole that finds a place on your body
Lose count and start over
Enjoy and desire you, reflect on this game
Roll the dice and try something new
I can swear to never forget that we were wind
That we were mountain, we were sea, we were sky
Reach that place where I can settle my foundations
Make ourselves life and stop with the stories
Your kisses may make me delirious
And your lips are usually the best place to be, to be
To be, to be
Like a hammock, a pillow in your kisses
Rest from these intense days
The best place to redeem myself, there is no doubt
Your kisses may make me delirious
And your lips are usually the best place to be, to be
To be, to be
Your kisses may make me delirious
And your lips are usually the best place to be, to be
To be, to be
Your kisses may make me delirious
And your lips are usually the best place to be, to be
To be, to be
