Leyenda de Los Dos Amantes

Like tender snails from the countryside
She and he coiled wetly, wetly

And he stopped being a man, like she a girl
To be one completely, completely
From all the points that joined them
They savored each other so much and with such delight
That the hours of life they had left
They decided to spend in caresses

Less than a sigh away from the warm embrace
The rest of the story they debated
In atoms, galaxies, and other chances
They found certainty just that day
They found certainty just that day

And the two lovers became legend
Coiled eternally and wetly
Nothing could touch them behind gloves
Only those equally can know, equally, equally
Equally