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Owner of these treacherous
Dreams, always true
Oh Owner of these animals
Owner of your ideals
Through the streets where you walk
Where you rule us all
We are always messengers
Waiting for your voice
Your desires, an order
Nothing is ever, never is no
Why are you so sure
Inside your heart §tion
Tan, tan, tan, there's a knock at the door
You don't need to see who it is
To feel the impatience
Of your woman's pulse
A look throws me to the bed
A kiss makes me love
I don't get up, I don't hide
Because I know you're mine
Mistress...
Own these treacherous...
There are no stones in your path
There are no waves in your sea
There is no wind or storm
May they stop you from flying
Between the snake and the bird
Between the dove and the hawk
Either your hate or your affection
They carry us by the hand
is the girl of the song
The woman of creation
Sometimes our friend
Other times our undoing
The power that lifts us up
The force that makes us fall
Which of us still doesn't know
What all this does to you
Dona, Dona...