Amor e Bombas

Our love
Is a baby trying to breathe
While a missile passes by screaming in the distance
Bombs explode
And grenades make us kiss
With more ardor
Without violence against our love
Your absence is my terror
And science hasn't found a better remedy
Than 'I love you'
To heal the evil that the world has contracted
To turn bad news
Into a delightful thought
Your eyes are two million-dollar bills
That I robbed with machine gun kisses
With an armed hand of affection that doesn't hit
Chocolate bomb, my love!