Como Bolero

Baby, what bad deeds
That even the palms burn
I'm going to kiss your leftovers
Until my soul rusts, eh, eh

Baby, what bad deeds
That even the palms burn
I'm going to kiss your leftovers
Until my soul rusts

I don't complain, there's no one
Here's steam, but no train
Mami, always calls for good or bad
Why change my place, I live in Eden

And we learned to make a life in the battered
When I could see the light, I went straight
For me, dinner and a roof were enough
But Daddy rewards the well done

When he has suffered, when he has cried
I have also walked all poisoned
With a small heart and a wrinkled chest
Hooked with anger, but I have let it go

And now I'm at my best moment
Finally one of my attempts worked out
Now I'm the good one in the story
I make a living writing what I feel

I am like a bolero
Soft and slow with my hat
Thanks to Alka who is my companion
He never left when there was no money

Baby, what bad deeds
That even the palms burn
I'm going to kiss your leftovers
Until my soul rusts, eh, eh

Baby, what bad deeds
That even the palms burn
I'm going to kiss your leftovers
Until my soul rusts