Yesterday we spent listening to Nas, it was the best
The BPM of her legs is a new New York
Pure drug, pipe or puma because she dresses sporty
I make her fall into the groove like the rhythm in my flow
Soft hands and rich flowers when I return to the neighborhood
I tag the corner with double lines while she’s on the lookout
The cold night makes you laugh with smoke dancing
The avenues come alive if today I drift you away
At 360º the world spins, it’s already dawn
Being an orchestration of metal or the gestation of verbs
Feeling the vibe from your core, I get lost in your sex
And paint the picture of legs on falling sheets
I want to die in your hits and watch you show off
Or have you tell me about your stuff and show me CDs
Until you escape from the stand and frame yourself in me
You’re shining because “Lauryn and Fugees”
Her skin is soft like Malibu
Her intentions give honey to my groove
The crystal falls and we’re inside
You feel the hours sweat
Her skin is soft like Malibu
Her intentions give honey to my groove
The crystal falls and we’re inside
You feel the hours sweat
Yesterday I kissed your back, down to that white thread
Knowing the world goes dark and I spin with you
I drift between desires and fall into your psalm
While she floats above me and the neighborhood lights up
Yes, soft and slow, I want to make it a painting
To pretend I’m not reading you and come back in a while
Surf on your moles, swim in your space
Until we talk by impact and toast while smoking
Her hands grabbing the dark coat
Make me feel like I shine more or that the world doesn’t hurt
If today I read her moves and touch her purely
Interpreting her tattoos and finding the point
Marked by her nails, we gravitate together
Until we escape timelessly, being a magnet of points
If the clear light goes out and everything dies in July…
Let’s be a bullet and give ourselves minutes
Soft and slow, smoking…
We are a comma, an image or a memory
Particles of living stories defying time
Anecdote blinded by the fury of desire
And I, a flashback from another life in your new perfume
Her skin is soft like Malibu
Her intentions give honey to my groove
The crystal falls and we’re inside
You feel the hours sweat
Her skin is soft like Malibu
Her intentions give honey to my groove
The crystal falls and we’re inside
You feel the hours sweat