Inn on the edge of the bed we were consumed by nerves,
Feelings stripped our lives,
The look penetrated our skin,
And now? A space alone, a shuddering silence
Kisses on pause, words left over.
Unbridled desires and a room for two please!
We touch the souls in unison of the night,
Our bodies danced to the rhythm of desire
And there are your lips again,
Painting a heart,
Filled with illusion.
[Fuente] (YO)
