Piel De Angel

Today like tomorrow and as always
And from January to December
A white bed like the snow
Will be our refuge from 6 to 9
From 6 to 9 time to love
Love in the dark that only a cigarette
Every now and then lights up
This love that lives in the shadows
That lives in the shadows.

In secret I have to love you
In secret like a coward
In secret every afternoon my soul vibrates my body burns
In secret every afternoon I feel you angel skin.

We are the favorite conversation
Of people who think they are perfect
We are those loves
Forbidden to minors
For being as they are.

In secret I have to love you
In secret like a coward
In secret every afternoon my soul vibrates my body burns
In secret every afternoon I feel you angel skin.