Slow down your look
over low heat you, nothing
we are plotting this madness
with the force of the winds
and the warmth of tenderness.
Follow the path of courtship
on a low heat, on an old fire
I keep fanning our flame
with everything I love you
and how much you love me.
At a slow fire you make me water
with you I have the soul in love
you fill me, you empty me, you disarm me
Oh, alas! love when you love me
A slow fire unruly
caresses that look like butterflies
they slip under clothes
and they leave the feeling
Love forged over a low flame.
Slow down my waist
over low heat and with smoothness
we are plotting this uproar
with the dance of the seas and the taste of little by little.
I follow the path of courtship
over a low heat
I keep fanning our flame
as many days as dreams
So many dreams that do not end.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)