Combustión
Jósean Log
Combustion
The presence of your body
In my room feels good
The wood of the beams
In this house drips honey
There's no oxygen that can withstand the heat of this combustion
When two bodies in heat share a room
Let's not talk about love
Let's not talk, please
Stay still for a moment, I want to hear your heart
Let's not talk about pain
Let's not talk, please
In the cradle of your arms, reason becomes useless
The matter that builds our bodies and the space around
Is the same that was born when this Earth melted
There's no oxygen that can withstand the fire of this combustion
When friction instinctively increases
Let's not talk about love
Let's not talk, please
Stay still for a moment, I want to hear your heart
Let's not talk about pain
Let's not talk, please
In the cradle of your arms, reason becomes useless
Let's not talk about love
Let's not talk, please
Stay still for a moment, I want to hear your heart
Let's not talk about pain
Let's not talk, please
In the cradle of your arms and in the warmth of your hugs
Reason fades away
Reason
Reason
Reason