Púrpura

Tell me something that doesn't hurt me
You know I'm not just anyone
You wouldn't be here if you didn't want me
While you remember that, do whatever you want

With the rush of the breeze
If necessary, touch me again
It's my smile the shelf
That makes you turn upside down

It's not just from time to time
The intervals don't weigh as much anymore
In the kitchen, there are two dirty dishes
And two little eyes looking at me

And I'm a prisoner of your kisses
It's not a cliché, I really feel that
I'm not a step, I'm a stumble
It's not because I'm a singer, it's because I'm mischievous

Because I know how to do little things for you
I never left you alone
You tell me what you need
I have those little branches, and

Purple color
These flowers are to burn
It's your sweetness
That allows me to take off

Purple color
These flowers are to burn
It's your sweetness
That allows me, that allows me, that allows me more

If you allow me more
I allow you more
Just one more time

It's not just from time to time
The intervals don't weigh as much anymore
In the kitchen, there are two dirty dishes
And two little eyes looking at me