If you call love, the tic tac burns, but if you do not call me, you will hug me
the dawn comes, I am the wind that swirls in your sails
where you lost the soul and the stirrups I am and I do not know what happens to me today.
But there's something I'm missing: your look in the clear morning, the scent of your early skin.
And I can not find your heartbeat in the sheets (caresses your voice well ...)
Your crystalline look at dawn, the scent of your early skin waiting until the storm subsides.
And your voice, your warmth, your breathing lacked me, I lacked your breathing.
And your voice, your warmth, your breathing, I missed, I missed.
Draw the dawn to a couple of red lines in the middle of the aurora
The time that gallops, climbs up my back, the time I lost, time was shipwrecked,
you were just calling ... voice.
And there's something I'm missing: your look in the clear morning, the scent of your early skin
And I can not find your heartbeat in the sheets (caresses your voice well ...)
Your slow look, sweet love, the warm aroma of your back,
You send it to me when the storm subsides.
And your voice, your warmth, your breathing, I lacked, I lacked your breathing.
And your voice, your warmth, your breathing, I lacked, I lacked your breathing.
Your look, your back, only I'm missing ...
Only among all we can make this a better place :)