Amor Cobrado
Eriko Alvym
100%
Charged Love
Charged love ain't love, it's a flaw
skeptical of those empty promises
I left the angel's marriage
for the devil, less of a scumbag,
I traded fate for the eye that dreams
head down and under the moon
I call you and the sky announces the shady astrology
of those who deceive love with boring lies
At no moment do I forget you,
the day, my dear, is for celebration and throwdown
of smuggling beyond the walls,
let's run, we don't need to harvest fruits
in the watched-over gardens, our love beyond rebellion
is complicit in the juiciness and sharp disdain.