To the measure of my fears,
of my defects and frustrations
you appeared that night
with a white blouse and dark suit.
To the measure of so many dreams
that fall to the floor and dissolve
to the measure of each fold
of your body, close to mine
to the measure of your desires
my desire is to suffocate them.
To measure, we are made to measure
to measure, like two waters of the same river
to measure, to measure you and I
to measure... .
To the extent of your complexes
mine are to be understood,
you have wings that fly little
I have dreams that do not land.
To the measure of your secrets
this is my silence, to preserve them
to the measure of your waist
my arms are to embrace it
to the measure of my past
it is your present to forget.
To measure, we are made to measure
to measure, like two waters of the same river
to measure, to measure you and me< br/>to measure...
To measure, we are made to measure
to measure, like two waters of the same river
to measure, to measure you and me ,
to measure, to measure you and me,
to measure.