Wake up attentive, watch how the sun mends,
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As he sews me to the mattress,
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And not like that, definitely not, I won't need to look
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Or raise your voice, to see how she goes wild,
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As she burns me in the mouth, and as soon as I go
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Pal corner, come on quillo, let's go,
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You already know who has arrived and you have to leave
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with care,
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They entangle even spider legs in her hair,
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When she kisses she shakes the ground,
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And she dreamed of heating what was below her navel,
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I dreamed that I wanted to dream with you, (only with you)
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That is you and me, the sky and the ground,
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Putadas and love, laziness and vigilance,
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Sandpaper and velvet,
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Undertake it, no, no, for me this flight is made of a piece of cardboard,
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And if it fails, it is invented, outside the clothes,
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The accounts are out, and I'll kiss you as much as I can
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In the time we have left and cumming slowly
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And get closer to see what happens on the balcony of the pacheca
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What is the balcony where I live, the one in my house
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They entangle even spider legs in his hair,
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When he kisses the ground trembles,
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And I dreamed of heating what was below the navel,
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I dreamed that I wanted to dream with you, (only with you)
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That is you and me, the sky and the ground,
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Putadas and love, laziness and vigilance,
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Sandpaper and velvet.
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They entangle even spider legs in his hair,
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When he kisses the ground trembles,
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And I dreamed of heating what was below the navel,
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I dreamed that I wanted to dream with you, (only with you)
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That is you and me, the sky and the ground,
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Putadas and love, laziness and vigilance,
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Sandpaper and velvet, sandpaper and velvet, sandpaper and velvet. |