Piel de Angel

Today like tomorrow, and like always, and from January to December,
A white bed like the snow,
Will be our refuge from 6 to 9, from 6 to 9
Time of love, love in the dark that just keeps flowing
From time to time it illuminates this love that lives in shadows, that lives in shadows.

In secret I have to love you, in secret like a coward
In secret every afternoon, my soul vibrates, my body burns
In secret every afternoon I feel like angel skin

We are the favorite conversation of people who think they are perfect
We are one of those forbidden loves for minors
For being as they are

In secret I have to love you, in secret like a coward
In secret every afternoon, my soul vibrates, my body burns
In secret every afternoon I feel like angel skin.