De Andar Elegante
Pier
Walking Gracefully
Invite me a little bit of your soul
that despair; the fire burns, baby
pure boiled hyena; tough oak
dulce nectar; scent of a siren
How much is missing, so much is begged
fine hands already have an owner
those caresses are pure dream
shoots the mercy shot without a hook
Awake but very asleep
invited of stone in this duel
garden of flowers, my princess
red carpet for so many promises
White and walking gracefully
was an image at any price
pays for lost love
heart wounded forever.
