kurosawa

I was pale, looking from the attic
I spent all night driving on autopilot
Making thrusts, like a mechanical bull
Changing the hoses at the mechanic

Her body is warm, soft, and aromatic
I know the caresses, every gesture is mathematical
I got classic, you know, a romantic
I knew her delights, the orgasm is systematic (muah)

Tonight I've walked around her hips
I played with her waist, wanted her to know (how delicious)
I went for a ride in my car and she came
I mixed the paint, wanted you to understand

I'm going to dress in the suit from that day
Pick you up while I smoke from that tram ride
Bring you breakfast, luggage down Gran Vía
Kiss you, undress you, even though I know you're not mine (you know)

How pretty you are in that dress
How good you are, it doesn't make sense
I saw her pass by from the dressing room
She likes jazz and the clandestine

She also knows Kurosawa, must be fate (Martina)
I eat her up like sorrentino
With parmesan and a little wine
I have a touch like an Argentine

I understood everything suddenly
Seeing Madrid from the towers of Florentino
You're very refined, you have a lot of style (I know)
That's what she said putting on the vinyl

I'm thinking of staying with you (yeah)
By that thread, walking on the edge, say it
I was icy, without spirit, somewhat shy
I flew all night in a rigid seat

Crossing the pond in a metallic bird
Taking anti-anxiety pills for the panic
Her voice is sweet, they were sirens' songs
That guided me to the bathroom where she awaited me

Her crimson lips, on my sweater, left a mark
That night I literally took her to the stars
For a moment I was yours and you were mine
I touched you and felt like a boss showing off

The flight attendant uniform looked good on you
You seemed like a Brazzers girl, everything was a fantasy
I was embarrassed and you grew, I was horny and you shone
The atmosphere got wet, hit it hard, she said

It tastes like agony, pushing me towards a vortex
Poisoning my brain like a vortex
I only know the name she puts on the coffee
The tension was so high that we went off course

She left me a scratch on the cheek as a souvenir
She, on the other hand, kept my Cuban cigar and my earrings (ah)
She's bad like Catwoman
She's with me, but she's alone

She's met many people
But says something about me throws her off balance
Her bras spend days with my scent
Black Orchid by Tom Ford

First-class seats, pure comfort
She goes with my black and white Prada on the Concorde
She keeps calling because she says I break her, ah
I'm going to split my mouth shouting: I love you

With the teeth on the ground, I'll make a necklace of sincere love
The blows of luck serve as a placebo for me
Good people are already counted on fingers
Stand up, think, breathe, then speak

I tear my skin to shreds and make a clothesline
On it we'll hang my lies and our fears
Tonight I'm going to give you my whole heart
I thought of growing old together, that you wouldn't be far
That I would rock you every night in my lap
That I would bring you breakfast for a kiss
That I would brush my teeth watching your reflection

I miss even the hairs in the shower
I wake up dead, but I keep fighting
The cat misses you, purrs and is heard
I threw so many coins that I broke the piggy bank

And now I even save the mole on my smile
I call for help from quicksand
My heart is broken, it's shattered
Heartbreak recalls the pain of a beating

They say they left the bar early
That they were shot from that monolith
It seems they killed one of the lovebirds
The other died when he was left alone

Poor things, when it was so beautiful
The story became legend, and the legend myth
At the dock I'm waiting for that little boat
So we can go beyond the infinite