You talk about love
And the angel that caresses
Your waist convinces me that I have no cure
You better start again
You talk about love
You say yes
And every morning is a smile
I can know when she lands
Better together let's go back
To fly, you say yes
Your body wants more
Your soul wants more
Your body asks for more
Your soul asks for more
You rise up
You know the secret of the gods
Who learn to forget the foolish frictions
Naked as an angel
You rise, you rise
A heart
A sleeping heart
On the grass
He feels you and begins
Step by step to understand that the grass
You are good
A heart
Miracles are:
The shine that the morning gives off
The Buddha who advises your gaze
The noises of the flowers being plucked
The cacti of the Sonora desert
The shadow of that tree with a thousand leaves