ECO (part. Camilo Echeverry)

It's Saturn's turn, turn
Between your gaze, gaze
Because with a telescope, scope
It captures what it portrays, portrays
So that I hallucinate, nate

Never your word, word
To my feeling, ling
And it's that your planet, net
Being a paradise, made
To the whole universe, verse

A butterfly, fly
Rests on your hair, hair
Because your delay, lay
Creates the bond, bond
While I ask Cupid, pid
To enter my beats, eats
To stop making in this hollow, echo, echo, echo

I lacked destiny, tiny
To outline you, you
And it was your crystals, tals
Lights that tangled, gled
Always in my pupil, pil

And you make delirium, rium
That with its whiteness, ness
To this melody, dy
That makes in detail, tail
Always to my comet, met

A butterfly, fly
Rests on your hair, hair
Because your delay, lay
Creates the bond, bond
While I ask Cupid, pid
To enter my beats, eats
To stop being just imagined and nothing more