Contato
Pablo
Contact
How can I forget
That detail on the dress
And the flower in your beautiful hair?
I was happy
Once again you gave me your contact
Written on a napkin
Joy took over me
I didn't stop dancing
And you left
That's when I realized
That sweat was against me
Tore your number, the only contact
Memory that remained: your name and a message
I panicked... I went after, didn't find
Left without paying the bill
And once again fate plays tricks on us
May it be just a storm
May love win in the end
