Princesa Tibia

You entered without asking,
you settled your laughter in my dreamless bed.
The afternoon stuttered
its first shadows on the window.
I was starting to tell you
that I can't offer more than broken promises,
you mocked in my ear:
'Lie to me slowly, serve me another drink...'.
And you invited me to walk by the edge of your ankles,
and before the sun splashes us, you said:
'Goodbye singer, don't catch a cold...'.

Where are you going to sleep tonight?
Warm princess of slow kisses.
Where are you going to sleep tonight?
With so much winter barking around.

I would be what I wasn't
just to see you peeking out the balcony of my sorrows.
Your absence is like a blow
of failed days that never pass.
I could pretend but the smell of your voice
cuddled up among my things...
So like an idiot
I write you songs that kiss the canvas.
And you took me to dance in the shadow
of your dress.
And before picking up the clothes you said:
'Don't you dare dream of me...'.

Where are you going to sleep tonight?
Warm princess of slow kisses.
Where are you going to sleep tonight?
With so much cold barking around...

Where are you going to sleep tonight?
Warm princess of slow kisses.
Where are you going to sleep tonight?
With so much winter barking around...