La Mia Donna
Pooh
My Woman
My woman is the friend who never tires
My bank, my lawyer
My star
Of the evening
Living with me is not a game
She knows me like her hands
She's in love but always knows what she's doing
My woman is a complicated conversation
A song that takes my breath away
She resembles me
She's a leaf in the wind like me
Always hanging by a thread of a balloon
She nests if she's hurt, I wake up if she's gone
Imagined and real women
Clandestine within our boundaries
Who sink tender roots
Wearing the dress of a single night
Women of love, women of adventure
Who dry the rain in your eyes
When you're far from your heart
And you're mean and can't understand anymore
Why you feel bad about yourself
My woman is a messy palm tree
She can play, cook, and play
I betrayed her
She told me I could do it too
Be careful because then it hurts
And her eyes speak clearly
More than words
Women in our pockets and thoughts
Who tire us out and make us talk
Two minutes of love teach us
More than a lifetime of running and falling
Changing hotels won't do you any good
The cities, the rooms are all the same
When you press the keys of memories
When you've understood everything too late
And you can't do more
My woman is at her best now
Just now that she's not my woman anymore
We talk
She understands me without nostalgia
Only the timing was wrong
If I could try again, if we could redo