I want to look at you on a canvas, I'd like to paint you
And put roses in your hair
I have an urgency to hear myself in your voice
I have those premonitions
that come to you when there are feelings
Give me a kiss of that cane juice
that springs from your sugarcane field
In short, I'm in love
Like a small-town boy
In short, I'm kinda asleep
Lying on your chest, on those lovely breasts, I'd like even more
Give me your consent to explore you completely all over
I want to see your limits and your borders
to conquer you with my caravels
Let me cling to your shore because the current might carry me away
to give you as if I had it
My joy and my whole night
My certainty and my insecurity
In short, I'm in love
Like a small-town boy
In short, I'm kinda asleep
Lying on your chest, on those lovely breasts, I'd like even more
I have a fresh little coffee
I really want to get married
and take you to see Caracas
Let me cling to your shore because the current might carry me away
Let me cling to your shore because the current might carry me away
Let me cling to your shore because the current might carry me away