Wine is better in your mouth.
I love you is mor tender in your voice.
The night on your body is shorter.
I am getting lovesick.
I would like to walk on your hair.
I would like to do the night on your skin.
To think that it was all a dream
after discovering you again.
And loving you like I would have done it.
Like a man to a woman.
Having you like a thing of mine.
and not being able to believe
So much mine, mine, mine,
You are part of my skin.
Knowing you was my good luck.
Loving you is a pleasure.
Woman.
I would like to drink from your breast
the honey of the sunrise
My fingers looking for paths
arriving, at the end from your being.
Dancing the waltz from the waves
body to body you and me.
immersing myself with you in the shadow
and making you a love poem
And loving you like I would do it.
Like a man to a woman.
Having you like a thing of mine.
and not being able to believe
So much mine, mine, mine,
You are part of my skin.
Knowing you was my good luck.
Loving you is a pleasure.
Woman.