That my arms are with you,
that yours will come with me,
to see us both face to face
and join our wounded lips
and tell you a thousand secret things,
Do not listen to your own ears.
I want to see those pretty eyes
and end this great temptation
and bite those lovely lips
and in my chest feel the emotion
that your hand squeezes me very hard
pa'que feel to my heart
Let our arms be joined by God
and to make pieces of love
let my soul go with you
that you are with me
that they criticize, that they speak, that they shout
me and you will always be right.
I want to see those pretty eyes
and end this great temptation
and bite those lovely lips
and in my chest feel the emotion
that your hand squeezes me very hard
pa'que feel to my heart
Let our arms be joined by God
and to make pieces of love
let my soul go with you
that you are with me
that they criticize, that they speak, that they shout
me and you will always be right.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)