La Cita
Daniel Agostini
The Date
Come in and sit down
Relax
At last you're here, what does it matter?
Imagine that I'm not me
That I'm the other guy you were expecting to see
That stranger who wrote you a verse
And sketched the Moon on a piece of paper
An impromptu lover, a mysterious passionate
Who set up a date with you at this very hotel
Undress now and turn off the light for a moment
And make love to me like you do with those other lovers
Because I swear to God this is the last time
You make fun of me, that you deceive me
And it was my hands that wrote you the letter
It was my jealousy that set you up for the trap
And it's my heart that cries with sorrow deep inside
But now, I leave you and I'm walking away
Forever, my love!
