De Delirios y de Éxtasis
Carmen Boza
Of Deliriums and Ecstasy
All the somewhat erotic tales
That you used to tell me before sleep
Have settled in my head
And there's a black hole that swallows
Any attempt to be delicate
Leaves a depraved lust
And the morbid took over the conversation
We won't leave anything to the imagination
Sometimes I get tired of so much poetry
That I want to tell you out loud everything I would do to you
Sometimes I get tired of so much poetry
That I want to tell you out loud everything I would do to you
The bed is lost in ecstasy
Of mythical orgasms and frenzy
And delusions of grandeur
And it's no use anymore, it's worthless
To tame our animals
Being wild and carnal
And the morbid took over the conversation
No, we won't leave anything to the imagination
Sometimes I get tired of so much poetry
That I want to tell you out loud everything I would do to you
Sometimes I get tired of so much poetry
That I want to tell you out loud everything I would do to you
Sometimes I get tired of so much poetry
And I want to tell you in a low voice
I would like to tell you, almost whispering it to you
Mixing my vice and my gift
What I'm going to do with you, you wouldn't imagine
