Flores Negras
Ana Gabriel
Black Flowers
Your eyes hurt me
Your hands hurt me
Your lips hurt me
That know how to pretend
That asked my shadow
If I adore those lips
In a sacred kiss
They may lie
And even if I live as a prisoner
In my solitude, my soul will tell you
I love you
Our lips
Keep flames
Of a voracious kiss
That you won't forget
Tomorrow
Black flowers
Of destiny
Separate us
Without mercy
But the day will come
When you will be
For me alone
Not just
And even if I live as a prisoner
In my solitude, my soul will tell you
I love you
Our lips
Keep flames
Of a voracious kiss
That you won't forget
Tomorrow
Black flowers
Of destiny
Separate us
Without mercy
But the day will come
When you will be
For me alone
Alone
