Bulerías de la sangre caliente

I am pieces of rain and sun.
I feel that the warmth is running out on me.
I search for faith between your legs
and I sink my wet sun into your skin.
Every morning I look at you as I pass by
I look at you, I throw myself at you and I leave without more
That in science books I have been able to study
that we are microbes that have come to more.
Today I'm going to soak myself in alcohol
I dream that my voice is running out
fear and what the hell it will be
I won't be able to remember you in the air.
Every morning I look at you as I pass by
I look at you, I throw myself at you and I leave without more
That in science books I have been able to study
that we are microbes that have come to more.