Amores de Mi Calle

A rose passed by
Through my street
And the smoke entered my veins
A rose passed by
The air of her skirts was
Eternal dance
A new moon
Shines in the deep gaze
Of that woman

Loves of my street
That arrive and leave the same
They kiss me treacherously
They hug me from behind

Passion passes through my street
(That sticks to my body)
A tsunami of carmine and neon
(Black-eyed butterflies)
Ancient lips and new lips
Silk fingers, blessed fingers
A perfume of a lover
That woman

Loves of my street
That arrive and leave the same
They kiss me treacherously
They hug me from behind