Flutua (part. Liniker)

What will they say about us?
Your parents, God, and such things
When they hear rumors of our love

Baby, I'm tired of hiding
Between glances, whispers with you
We are two men and nothing more

They won't win
Baby, nothing will be in vain
Before this night ends
Dance with me, our song

And float, float
No one will be able to tell us how to love
And float, float
No one will be able to tell us how to love

Among loose conversations on the floor
Your body tense, hard, sound
And your scent that still lingers on my hand

A new time will overcome
So that we can flourish
And, baby, love, love, without fear

They won't win
Baby, nothing will be in vain
Before this night ends
Baby, listen, it's our song

And float, float
No one will be able to tell us how to love
And float, float
No one will be able to tell us how to love

How to love
How to love
No one will be able to tell us how to love
How to love
How to love
No one will be able to tell us how to love

How to love
How to love
No one will be able to tell us how to love
How to love
How to love
No one will be able to tell us how to love

How to love
How to love
No one will be able to tell us how to love
How to love
How to love
No one will be able to tell us how to love