Volantes Pá La Falda Mi Gitana

I want, that nothing be the source of your hair
That is loose like my desire
And when blowing, there is always a candle
Candle, are the nights I spend crying
Like a dog singing to the Moon
All of Camela's discography

I want you to never see me naked again
My heart ties itself in a knot
If you squeeze me like a pair of pliers, pliers my nerves
That are no longer made of iron, they are made of wool
When you look at me, I become a lamb
And when you don't look at me, I am nothing

Because on our planet there is no longer air
Only bullet holes remain
Ballads that you inject into my blood
Ruffles for my gypsy's skirt

Words to finish a verse
A kiss that is never forgotten
Your eternal love from the four winds
And mine lives in Melancholy City

I dream of marrying you on the Moon
And on Earth you have made it clear
That your heart has no owner
I think, therefore I exist, that I am at the tail
Of the waves that rock the seas
Seas that bathe your thoughts

I want you to never see me naked again
My heart ties itself in a knot
If you squeeze me like a pair of pliers, pliers my nerves
That are no longer made of iron, they are made of wool
When you look at me, I become a lamb
And when you don't look at me, I am nothing

Because on our planet there is no longer air
Only bullet holes remain
Ballads that you inject into my blood
Ruffles for my gypsy's skirt

Words to finish a verse
A kiss that is never forgotten
Your eternal love from the four winds
And mine lives in Melancholy City

Because on our planet there is no longer air
Only bullet holes remain
Ballads that you inject into my blood
Ruffles for my gypsy's skirt

Ballads to finish a verse
A kiss that is never forgotten
Your eternal love from the four winds
And mine lives in Melancholy City

And I don't know how to explain
What I want to say
And it's that without you I die
That even if you release my wings
I don't fly because there is nothing
Sweeter than your poison