Me Gusta Como Hueles

The murkiest water you can drink.
The curviest line you can draw.
The most beautiful trap you can fall into...
The girl of the year at the university.
I like how you smell; get to safety.

I remember when you were on magazine covers,
the unattainable shining point.
You spent a fortune every day on cosmetics,
and strange objects you never used.
I like how you smell; get to safety.

You marked like a dance step as you walked,
and you never wanted to stop and think.
Celluloid animal,
your own thoughts want to kill you.
I like how you smell; get to safety.

The years of your youth go by,
since the first day you started to fall.
Some dark connection
often takes you to the psychiatric hospital.
Your medical reports alarming prophecies,
your eyes full of that insane light.
You left a farewell phrase:
"goodbye, I'm going to look for paradise".
I like how you smell; get to safety.