Tanto [English translation]

So far the mist is wool

How much from the inside, river is sea

I see from high up in the sky

Veil that breaks up close

If on the back the moon has

What prose i saw shine

I saw, on a bias, its color that crosses modesty

Between what I see and my gaze

I know well

What i feel is more

And there's no reason

But there is like

The sweet skin, who has

The sweet skin, who gives

The sweet skin, who has

The bone salt, maybe

If on the back the moon has

What prose i saw shine

I saw, on a bias, its color that crosses modesty

Between what I see and my gaze

I know well

What i feel is more

And there's no reason

But there is like

The sweet skin, who has

The sweet skin, who gives

The sweet skin, who has

The bone salt, maybe