Jacarandá

She knew how to find herself in my eyes
Bitter eyelids, kinda red
I wanted to make a strong impression
On this street, there are no gardens
But walk with me so you can imagine them

And this
Moon is the size of a heart that’s falling apart
And this
Girl like no other has a heart that distracts me

I don’t think I know much about love
I’d love for you to tell me
How do I carry so much?, when I don’t have that much life

Today already
Dawned in reverse, this sky doesn’t try
Smooth skins
So much strength
Our love is just inertia

I want to be, another guest in your house
Or the one inviting from yours
Which is mine, so come on in (hey)

May 17, blue passion sky
Workday
And a visit from grandpa
Exchanging glances with people like it’s something casual that happens all day
Today I’m dressed in red and ready to soak up energy

But the state is falling
Like many of us
I’m going to keep falling
I’m not the only crazy one
For so much bad luck, there’s no distinction
And there’s no benefit if the heart is bigger

Lima, lime, lime
I’ve stepped back on your corner
Today it’s stepped on me again
This outside that you imagine
Oh mom, all this is going to be complicated
I know you didn’t expect to find me in this state (I’m)

I’m tired and at the same time in love
And at the same time I have a series of tasks and errands
It’s going to happen, today I have to walk
With one eye closed on Avenida Abancay

But it’s not true
Long before I die, I want a desert
With angels and dead sunflowers
Stranded in fullness and confusion
But these are different times

The conspired mind
Proud of the way you look at me
I don’t know if you can see through the window
Your soul and mine
Trying to match with all its forbidden alarms

That bitter syrup is a whim
Bitter and sad, properly speaking
I came from afar to park my sole
To transform your voices into the light of a trail

I dominate the northern hemisphere of my cerebellum
But, I don’t really dominate the cut
What did I do to my hair?
Handsome sometimes
In the end, it doesn’t seem to me
That it stresses you
It’s not a matter of perceptions
So don’t expect me to start

Wooa wooa why
Gonna fly like Marty McFly
Among your eyes
Why
I’m sleeping in the sky
That made me cry
I’m singin’ dad
Bodies like ayayay and that’s my Bonita Charapa
Who’s laying around moving beside

I’m tired and at the same time in love
And at the same time I have a series of tasks and errands
It’s going to happen, today I have to walk
With one eye closed on Avenida Abancay

But it’s not true
Long before I die, I want a desert
With angels and dead sunflowers
Stranded in fullness and confusion
But these are different times

The conspired mind
Proud of the way you look at me
I don’t know if you can see through the window
Your soul and mine
Trying to match with all its forbidden alarms

Pa parara
Pa parara

Paparapapapa
Paparapapapa
Paparapa

Mmm

-Lyrics transcribed by, Adrian Joshua:)