Ella
Bustamante
She
She is the dream I once dreamed
Today she would tear out my soul
To make her mine
Her skin is the refuge of my love
And I don't lose hope
Of having her one day
I'll die if I can't
Have her by my side
And in the cold of the night
That gives me her shelter
I know very well
I need her love to live
The spell of her skin
Has become my delirium
She is my torment
That I carry deep inside
Free as the wind
And me here thirsty
For her sweet breath
She is my madness
My only bitterness
Uncertain heart
A violent love
I carry her so deep
In my heart
In my heart
She is an encounter with passion
The enchantment of a flower
That stole the calm
This time I will be the owner of her dream
Nothing can tear
The soul from her gaze
I'll die if I can't
Have her by my side
And in the cold of the night
That gave me her shelter
I know very well
I need her love to live
The spell of her skin
Has become my delirium
She is my torment
That I carry deep inside
Free as the wind
And me here thirsty
For her sweet breath
She is my madness
My only bitterness
Uncertain heart
A violent love
I carry her so deep
In my heart
She is, she is
I carry her inside
Of my heart
The whole life
Inside of my heart
And your breath
I carry you inside
She is