Brillo Mío
Caloncho
My Shine
I will make you a cradle with my hands
A hammock of my flesh
To walk by the beach
When the ground is burning
I will make a little foot for you to jump
When you forget the keys
I will be your lightning and your horse
Your vehicle of love
Stay here on my chest, my shine
We will measure ourselves with our hands
Once again
I will make you a little louse until you fall asleep
A massage with my tongue
With legs like a bicycle
Our vehicle of love
Stay here on my chest, my shine
We will measure ourselves with our hands
Once again
Stay here on my chest, my shine
We will measure ourselves with our hands
Once again
