Malu

In London, I met her one early morning at a bar table
A subtle smile, confident, I saw her noble look in her eyes
Surprised and happy I was, when she invited me to sit by her side
After a glass of wine, she asked me to dance
I asked what she does and her name, she looks away
Didn't want to tell me

I asked for the check and left, on the avenue I heard: Wait for me, I'm coming too!
In the hustle of the urban night, without trauma or drama, she told her story
Silent in the car we stayed, when her hands touched my body
In a hug, we exchanged a thousand kisses, taking me to the blue sky
With the sun warming me, I woke up, where she lives I don't know
Her name is Malu

I asked for the check and left, on the avenue I heard: Wait for me, I'm coming too!
In the hustle of the urban night, without trauma or drama, she told her story
Silent in the car we stayed, when her hands touched my body
In a hug, we exchanged a thousand kisses, taking me to the blue sky
With the sun warming me, I woke up, where she lives I don't know
Her name is Malu
Malu
Malu