Fusión y Fin

Seeing you is nothing now
And vice versa if you didn't dance
Listening to your voice in the gatherings
Mixing ice and magma over the steam

Feeling the warm water and falling into the slight trap
You accumulate more than I imagined and still nothing
The night of colors
And I'm afraid to speak
You left your perfume
You just wanted to listen

Maybe you remembered your chicken moves
You accumulate more than I imagined and still nothing

The night of colors
And I'm afraid to speak
You left your perfume
You just wanted to listen

The night of colors
And I'm afraid to speak
I didn't look at anything
You just wanted to listen

Untimely hangings
Start another conversation
I, a speaking shyness
Once again not activating