El Carall, passing at 8 g's, stop, four or five g's on, maybe Milky Way on go, loop, groove, galop.
(Verse 1)
What are you going to say, when I have a lyric in the teco to tell you?
What do you want from me, so much delicacy that she doesn't want to show up? Mine, girl, take me.
When I die, you want to try to tell me, I don't know if I'll ascend, for not knowing how to place it, light, redone, Gravity, happy centro.
It's the tonic gravitation I started to suffer, of exotic matter, I kiss in that destiny of yours, what are you going to tell me? Hours, days, centuries without seeing me, saying your wait, I know I'll have.
It didn't take care of you, it only took care of me, the life it gave me will only have an end, Antarctic wind with shorts in the middle of the Pacific.
And what I accomplish is not for you, I don't expect a mother or anyone up high, I only expect what I saw departing.
(Verse 2)
That death of yours doesn't look at the day, lucky it had a cut, I'm no king, Roman, prespoem, grace of neotrina.
I think the due had a lot of meaning if I hadn't taken it and then gotten beaten, made of scream, graphene, fork.
Me like you talking about what I heard, saying you feel good when there's no one around, neat ride, reflection reel.
Applauding someone when I speak very well, of that gratitude that the beginning does me good, I saw you in my bay, being quick to Alaska, I leave the one from Hawaii, endure months, latitudes go.
I see through you, when I don't have it in me, and what you used to say in your being.
I don't want to tell you, I want to know you.In this consciousness, there is no presence of yours, there is only the lord of experience and trying to turn back.
What is of sheer innocence, doesn't make little ovencia, this music I make for you, is not for your honey, bel, well, gel in the hair, perfume, eager chick, put a story.
I don't want to know about you, talking about what I have, you don't like me, I'll go alone through the hitch.
It's to say it's more
