Still an effort
that I feel you closer
Still an effort
that I feel you more real
Violent in the iris
that you make me enter
deep in the body
that I feel you anchored
in the end of ideals
Go out
Could she engage
Could she moor
Once again
Feel the sap flowing
the waves of a pond
that we thought being dry
Violent in the iris
that you make me enter
deep in the body
that I feel you anchored
in the end of ideals
Go out
Could she engage
Could she moor
in the body