El Indio
Facto Delafe Y Las Flores Azules
The Native American
From dawn, the pink
From Dracula, the red
Sunday the bike
Sunday rest
From the wind, the breeze
Your face, your smile
Awake after the nap
I'll hang the clothes
The clothes dry
I'll water the plants
I'll cut the leaves
Or I'll let them grow long
Sleep in my eyes
Lentils soaking
You look at my ass (mmmm)
And I shake it
July in the vibe, five in the afternoon
Milk with cookies and me in pajamas
The day begins, how's the game?
My team has already scored, almost always wins
Under the blanket, my girl cuddled up
The couch is like a raft
The living room in the dim light
We rent a movie and end up in bed
Playing cowboys and Indians a bit
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, I'm leaving, I'm already gone
I'm back, yes, yes, yes
By your side like a kid
By your side I curl it, by your side the cream
By your side I raise it, elevate it, ascend it
I fly it and I glide
Combing the clouds (yes) painting the sky
Done is done and said is said
I'll prepare dinner, because it was written
Because it was written, because it was written
Good veggies, yes!
In the blink of an eye or in a jiffy
Your face, your portrait, in my heart
Kept among silks, like the stars
Shine! To your tune
Step on the gas, it's natural, it's good
And if it's good, it's natural, yes
It's natural and it's good
And if it's good, I'll play, step on the gas (repeat)
Step on the gas, step on the gas, step on the gas
