Ella Sabe
Ricardo Arjona
She Knows
Her belly button didn't fit in her blouse
Bonsai skirt, oversized jacket
Roller coaster curves
White cotton stockings
You move on the sidewalk
With your cellophane skin
And a bricklayer becomes a poet
And a little soldier, a captain
And she knows I'm looking at her
And I know that she knows
I put love in a sigh
If it fits in a sigh
Where her back ends
Is where the sleepless nights begin
Minimal fabric in her skirt
The night sleeps in her hair
Every verse I write to her
Is every kiss she owes me
Every sip of a sigh
And if I get closer, she steps back
And she knows I'm looking at her
And I know that she knows
I put love in a sigh
If it fits in a sigh
So much pending sin
In her solar waist
A thousand light years to her belly
Is my polar distance
