Desafio Metafisico

Me and Zil are skilled, you might look like Avril Lavigne
I seek harmony and proportion, like Da Vinci. Capitci
My life is a whim, my dick is a mess
And I don't trust myself nor do I trust others, but
Come find me in the metaphysical challenge
Travel through my lexicon, in the end it will be something dreamlike
Like lips that kiss in secret
You assume that everything I think I've told you
I like the game, the risk, the limit, the strange

I want to reach out my hands to the end of our dream
And see if I reach the most hidden and secret corner
I want everything to last even when I'm awake
I'm an archaeologist of the heart, a urologist of verse
I live every kiss as if it were the longest first one, kilometers don't exist
When time dissolves and words undress you
Me? I'm more of a philosopher than a football fanatic
90 minutes with you, and losing you by a goal on our own field
I'm not prone to flattery

But if you have a boyfriend and think he didn't see it?
My rap is obvious, don't look for double meanings
I talk about something else maybe because I've lived double
Because I feel something inside that pumps and this letter
I wrote it in half an hour, this is what's in my head
With what's in my head is enough
To leave children and elves smiling
With what's in my head is enough

To remember dreams the next morning
If my rap fascinates, look, my posh friends go crazy
If life spins and you can't even score, scream
Yes? Lucky rhymes, me? Lucky-charm-like
I catch shooting stars from my attic
I like the sky painted like Van Gogh always with cypresses
See you in the painting staining our feet with paint
I know sometimes the illusion takes me and all the magic disappears
It may seem like it never dawns, that this rain won't stop
Look, they want me to never dry up

Me? Who dissolves every time I cry tango tears
Because my heart is made of mud
I want to dance a waltz in bed between the sheets
Every week you'll call yourself in a different way
Because the name is not what defines us
In the language of pleasure and the knowledge of dolphins
Let's meet this weekend at the end of the world

Let's break down the wall of modesty with your sense of humor
Let's be one, let's be smoke, or let's be one sky
If you want to be my muse I can be your museum
With what's in my head is enough
To leave children and elves smiling
With what's in my head is enough
To remember dreams the next morning