Flores
Clear smile
I began to cut
many flowers
you want to give
fresh rain
my thirst to calm
moonlight do not leave me to give birth
let your step thousand colors
and a heavenly light
your hair is painting
air and happiness (bis)
sand skin
I began to dream
a thousand stars
where I will descanzar
warm night
it calms me and soothes me
green grass
I chuckle
let your step thousand colors
and a heavenly light
your hair is painting
air and happiness (bis)
and when it leaves
my mind enloquese
and some of my wakes and grows
when I look
you draw me a sigh
and fall into a coma delirium, delirium
sen sen sen sensitivity
on your chest is that I want to wake up