Your dark eye seeing everything it wasn't meant to see
That strong smell of mature love made me understand
That I can be and am happy alone, but I'd rather be with you
What a delight it is to get to know you
Your adult house, tobacco trail
Just the two of us, walls, frames, temporary prism
An abyss I swore with all twenty fingers not to fall into
A paper cut doesn't hurt, but it doesn't heal, and our meeting was like that
What a delight you are from start to finish
An abyss I swore with all twenty fingers
A paper cut doesn't hurt, but it doesn't heal, and our meeting was like that
What a delight you are from start to finish
From the window, I saw a diamond necklace on the horizon
And the Atlantic Forest trees saw it all too
Of a lightning bolt, of a beast
I gave new meaning to my feet
When, in your mouth, new shivers
Other paths, a breaking wave