Las Habladurías Del Mundo

All all the tenderness you will give me
If I offer to be
Part of your body
And now as you caress me you will give me
The mirrors that belong to your soul's day
While I hear trills voices I hear more
Those are the gods who
Listen to us
I am not tied to any dream anymore
The gossip of the world
Cannot trap us
I see see words are never
The best way to be naked
Not even the anaconda is like the ox
There are no more kings of the jungle
All all the tenderness you will give me
If I offer to be flesh of your body
I am not tied to any dream anymore
The gossip of the world
Cannot trap us