Galaxia

I have the ship that will take you
through the stars, to my galaxy
the transport to the land where the sea
has rebounds, to my galaxy
where the sun looks at you to caress
your resonance in my galaxy
and in bed, women cook the police
they have found, in the galaxy

The journey can be mental
you must fly
the bridge to freedom
is in dreaming

I dream that all your sexual region
has an airport in my galaxy
and I search for the family of comets
that are magnetized to your fragrance
see stars, see them dance, they will form smiles
in the night, in the distance
for the war of lactations
has come to an end since your arrival in this galaxy

The journey can be mental
you must fly
the bridge to freedom
is in dreaming

And so wake up in the sea
feel that your warmth
is a treasure to me