Lento
Lucero
Slowly
Raindrops on my face
Smell of wet earth
Outside the city
Golden skin from the sea
Time changes everything
And in just four weeks
From a game of seduction
To a great love story
Those moonlit kisses
Perfumed with salt
Those warm hands on my waist
Where have they gone?
Slowly and intensely strong
Breath of pure love
Slow fire burning nonstop
My poor heart
Slowly and naively gentle
Like slow glacial steps
More and more intense
More and more necessary more
How sad all the letters
What a strange feeling
Carrying you inside me
And being so far from you
Your words in the moonlight
Perfumed with salt
Those arms like a prison on my waist
Where have they gone?
Slowly and intensely strong
Breath of pure love
Slow fire burning nonstop
My poor heart
More and more intense
More and more necessary more
Slow fire burning nonstop
My poor heart
