Olhos de Tigra
Guto Gonzalez
Tigress Eyes
Brunette, your tigress eyes bewitched me!
For a gentle, a saddlebag
You found a colt instinct
Ancestral and swift, tricky to the bit
You sharpened the malice of a tigress
Crossing your claws on my smooth back
Maybe on the road back
The same stumble is what I need today
Maybe in the middle of the night?
Fighting for fun, with the moon shining bright
I take away your tigress suspicion
And you cover this swift colt
Maybe the instincts sweeten?
Of these two riders
Maybe the instincts sweeten
And these two riders give in to whims
Brunette, I don't see this cloak
In the weave, it has the claw of a tigress
It has fire that heals and ignites
I find the fight beautiful and want this brawl
Harbinger of drought and storm
Of blow and affection, loneliness and carnal
Instincts of heat more wild
That in the end surrender equally
