Admiração
Paulinho Moska
Admiration
My eyes, hungry, never tire
Of caressing you
Always seeking a new angle
To admire you
And dream of diving into your volcano mouth
Tasting all the heat in your eruption
Sliding on the clear rivers
From the edges of your hair
And finding the hidden gold
That shines in your locks
Devouring the fruit that borrowed your scent
And maybe enjoying a pure and true love
Forgetting space, time, and living
Losing the notion of what it is to have the notion of losing
If one day I was joy when I met you
Now I sing because I feel the pain of not having you
