Mentira

There's a dose of foolishness that makes the immense possible
And you don't want to stop, even though you know that loving
Is like drawing a line in the wind

There's a dose of naivety that makes the absurd possible
And love lies again and it hurts to say
That falling again doesn't overflow the cup

Between poetry and proverbs
It always ends in: I'm sorry
Love has its plans
But it has no arguments

Lie, lie
Every word from their mouth, everything they touch turns into
Lie, lie
And you wish you could escape, but you end up staying because love makes mistakes

There's a place in the soul that makes the lie the truth
And the mortal becomes eternal and hides hell
With sweet songs and bubbles of calm

Between sweat and sleeplessness
Sex casts the spell
A caress is heaven
But it's just a drawing

Lie, lie
Every word from their mouth, everything they touch turns into
Lie, lie
And you wish you could escape, but you end up staying because love makes mistakes

Lie, lie
Every word from their mouth, everything they touch turns into
Lie, lie
And you wish you could escape, but you end up staying because love makes mistakes