There are temptations that stir your heart,
whispers of shadows in the gloom,
a dance of lights, a subtle sensation,
that awaken sweet and deep desires.
They awaken echoes of the forbidden within you,
whispers that drag you to the brave depths,
like waves breaking in a child's dreams,
bringing temptations of burning love.
But in every delirium there is a price to pay,
honey and poison often meet,
and in that sweetness, the fear of shipwreck,
the threads that destiny weaves are intertwined.
Sweet temptation, why must I dream of you?
If in the echo of your song, the soul breaks,
but I cannot help but follow you to dance,
for every scent of jasmine celebrates me.
