Cerca del suelo

I don't need clothes; yesterday's smell wraps me up.
I don't need clothes; the taste of honey wraps me up.
I don't need anything between you and me, just the skin.
I don't need to drink anything from your heart.

We stayed close to the ground at the level of your waist
or we stayed close to the ground
where the moon reflects.

-What a beautiful meadow! We can roll around there!
and a thousand mosquitoes arrived and started to bite us
on our little butts and we started jumping;
we were like two frogs looking for the same puddle.

And the moon falls apart just by touching it.
And the light inside the puddle turns on.
Like two drops of water from different clouds
that go up and down.

We stayed close to the ground
at the level of your waist
or we stayed close to the ground
where the moon reflects.

Look what a nice bar! We can get drunk there!
it was full of friends and they started inviting us;
Fito started singing and we started jumping
with our soft hearts rising to the top.

And the moon falls apart just by touching it.
And the light inside the puddle turns on.
Like two drops of water from different clouds
that go up and down.

We stayed close to the ground
At the level of your waist
Or we stayed close to the ground
Where the moon brushes.

I search like water for a descent and let myself fall
straight to your feet.
Together we are like waterfalls upside down
and going back up again.
I ride down in your gaze and let myself be carried.
And in front and behind
there is not a rule left standing that we can't jump over,
nor limit to cross.

We stayed close to the ground...