Buenos días princesa [English translation]

Good morning princess

I dreamed all night with you

We went to the cinema and you were wearing

That pink dress which I like so much

I only think about you princess

I always think about you

And now...

Good morning, good afternoon, good night

I want to give you

To tell you how I have been at work

And get you bored

Have dinner watching a movie without grudges for kissing you

And then make love to you

As many times as I endure

Sign us of joy, without papers in between

Discuss next and always find the remedy

Look us in the eyes, each one is an extreme

The sea and the sky turning the world into ours

To skin all your clothes, my goal, you naked

To joke, biting you on the cheek of the ass

Watching you by my side and examine all your curves

Then the taste of all your raw meat

Without doubting my feelings, loving each other until we growing old

Sate ourselves with pleasures, slowly and with love

With incomparable effort, without stopping and without getting tired

The sheets are waves, moved by Poseidon

Take you to the cinema on Sundays

Travel Spain on a motorcycle

Have to get up soon

And repair the broken pictures

Our kiss is a gift

Between us and private

I love to tell you this phrase

And I'm in love

Every day I miss you

Between the sheets and pillows

You give reasons to my life and without you I can't find anything

I cried for us although you didn't see me

So many tears, lost among the dust on my floor

What God wanted, not to be separated by man

I want to argue again, have a child

Same name

I just want to be happy and you to be with me

Ask you the marriage one day and without hesitation you say yes

You are my muse, my question, my reason...

And... What am I?

Comparable with my life, I don't know how to live without heart

And the reason of this song

I don't find it nor I look for it

Without intention of reconquest...

...twenty seas which I furrow

I eat for months by your side, more sins which stop

I feel that I knew how to be a man...

...who the situations wounds

I'm reviving because of your breath on your neck

Or on my mouth, rubbing so many roses

And leaving the flora destroyed

The fauna is hungry, hunger tempts

Inspire me when the mind is thirsty

But the days encourage, they satisfy the slave

Not to be punished...

...and still wants a good bite...

I miss you...princess

• Artist:Pol 3.14