Las Cosas Del Universo
Mata Ciccolella
The Things of the Universe
Hey, what's up, I don't know you
But I'm asking for a little affection
Sure, I know, I'm not from this neighborhood
I'm looking for something I'm feeling
Like a fever that guides me
To the place where the universe lies at your feet
I think I hear, hidden mysteries
The kind that hearts keep locked away
Feeling better means opening up to others
Just giving essence
And crossing all the moons
And throwing yourself into the darkness to see if there's still love left
