Kurosawa (feat. Akapellah y Ayax)

I was pale, looking from the attic
I spent the whole night driving on autopilot
Making charges, like a bull in a mechanic
Changing the hoses at the mechanic

Her body is warm, soft, and aromatic
I know the caresses, every gesture is mathematical
I became classic, you know, a romantic
I knew her delights, the orgasm is systematic

Tonight I've walked on her hips
I played with her waist, wanted her to know
I went on my car ride and she came
I mixed the paint, wanted you to understand

I'm going to dress in the suit from that day
Pick you up while I smoke from that tram ride
Bring you breakfast, luggage through Gran Vía
Kiss you, undress you, even though I know you're not mine

How pretty you are in that dress
How good you are, it doesn't make sense
I saw her pass by from the dressing room
She likes jazz and the clandestine
She also knows Kurosawa, it must be fate

I eat her up, like Sorrentino
With parmesan and a little wine
I have a touch like an Argentine
I understood everything suddenly
Watching Madrid from Florentino's towers

You're very refined, you have a lot of style
That's what she said putting on the vinyl
I'm thinking of staying with you
By that thread, walking on the edge, say it

I was icy, without spirit, somewhat shy
I flew all night in a rigid seat
Crossing the pond in a metallic bird
Taking anxiolytics for the panic

Her voice is sweet, they were siren songs that guided me to the bathroom where she awaited me
Her crimson lips left a mark on my sweater
That night I literally took her to the stars

For a moment I was yours and you were mine
I touched you and felt like Paco de Lucía
The flight attendant uniform looked good on you

It seemed like a Brazzers scene, everything was a fantasy
I was embarrassed and you grew, I was horny and you shone
The atmosphere got damp, she said 'go hard'

It tastes like agony, pushing me towards a vortex
Poisoning my brain like Cordyceps
I only know the name that goes on the coffee

The tension was so much that we went off course
She left me a scratch on the cheek as a souvenir
She, on the other hand, kept my Cuban cigar and my earrings

She's a bad girl like Catwoman
She's with me, but she's alone
She's met many people
But she says something about me throws her off
Her bras spend days with my scent

Black Orchid by Tom Ford
First-class seats, pure comfort
She goes with my black and white Prada
She keeps calling because she says I break her, ah

I'm going to break my mouth shouting I love you
With the teeth on the ground, I'll make a necklace of sincere love
The blows of luck serve as a placebo for me
Good people are already counted on fingers

Stop, think, breathe, then speak
I tear off strips of my skin and make a clothesline
We'll hang my lies and our fears on it
Tonight I'm going to give you my whole heart

I thought of growing old together, that you wouldn't be far
That I would rock you every night in my lap
I would bring you breakfast for a kiss
I would brush my teeth watching your reflection

I miss even the hairs in the shower
I wake up dead, but I keep fighting
The cat misses you, purrs and is heard
I threw so many coins that I broke the piggy bank

And now I even save the mole on my smile
I call for help from quicksand
My heart is broken, it's shattered
Heartbreak recalls the pain of a beating

They say they left the bar early
That they were shot from that monolith
It seems they killed one of the lovebirds
The other died when left alone

Poor things, when it was so beautiful
The story became legend, and the legend myth
I'm waiting at the dock for that little boat
So we can go beyond infinity