Con olor a Hierba (completa)
Sergio Vega
With the Scent of Grass (complete)
Don't get out of my arms
Lying like that on the grass
I want to tie you up step by step
Run over you like grass
Don't get out of my arms
That my arms are chains
I want my hands to finally
Today they are filled with you
When the Sun is setting
And in your eyes the stars shine
And on my back I feel the cold
From the dark night that is approaching
I will slowly release you from my hands, which are already without strength
You will shake your hair
So that no one ever knows
We will leave with our souls
And with the body smelling of grass
And I want us not to be confused
With the field and with the land
Like an ear of corn and like a tree
With the branch of dried leaves
Don't get out of my arms
That my arms are chains
When the Sun is setting
You will shake your hair
