Chicharra
Marta Gómez
Cicada
"he who is born a cicada, dies singing"
I'm from a place that smells like a kiss,
A kiss that travels through the wind,
Wind that carries my voice.
I'm walking through life,
I'm healing the wounds
I find in your heart.
Come, come I'm waiting for you,
I'm going crazy
For the way you look at me.
No, don't get too close,
I have some secrets
That I don't plan on telling you.
I'm from a place that smells like a kiss,
A kiss that travels through the wind,
Wind that carries my voice.
And I who was born a cicada,
I believe I will die singing
Until the sun shines.
Don't get too close,
I have some secrets
That will cause you pain.
I'm a body of sand and ice,
A voice of sea and sky,
A sky full of sun.
I'm woman, girl, dream, desire,
A dream that comes from within,
From within the heart.
Come, come I'm waiting for you,
I'm going crazy
For the way you look at me.
No, don't get too close,
I have some secrets
That I don't plan on telling you.
I'm a body of sand and ice,
A voice of sea and sky,
A sky full of sun.
And I who was born a cicada,
I believe I will die singing
Until the sun shines.
Don't get too close,
I have some secrets
That will cause you pain.
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