Sexto Sentido
Belo
Sixth Sense
When the flaws of your ego disguise themselves in the story
That you tell me.
I cry because I feel it's not like that.
But I disguise the embarrassment,
In the warmth of your embrace,
And in your seductive kiss.
I love you,
And I surrender all my modesty to you.
And in the early morning in a nightmare
I see your body being touched by someone else.
Awake, the fear of losing you.
And I wake up worried,
That this plot of sin could one day happen.
I try in vain,
To forget you so as not to suffer.
Say it's a lie,
That there's no betrayal.
Say I'm a fool
And all this is an illusion.
Say that the truth will always prevail,
Reason will win.
I think all this is the fear of not having you.
I think my everything is not enough to offer you.
My sixth sense is a delirium of passion,
Not this, not this, not this!
I need to deceive my heart.
