I that live on the moon want to give you
Cries that are worth it
Why don't you serve that sentence of sleepless nights
You lift me like the foam
I go down along your hips
If you lift me to the moon
And your eyes looked at me
And the moon fell from the sky
And your words spoke to me
Though lately I don't understand you
Every time your hair brushes me
A new species of insect
That no, that no, that no
Call me one of these days
I'm in the subway with no signal
And at the station of your waist
And cheer up this sad figure
Tell me a story, give me madness
Because if not I'll make it up later
Every time your hair brushes me
A new species of insect
That I die in spring
And live always by your side
And if you have to leave
I promise not to weigh you down
And your eyes looked at me
And the moon fell from the sky
And your words spoke to me
Though lately I don't understand you
Every time your hair brushes me
A new species of insect
That no, that no, that no
Call me one of these days
I'm in the subway with no signal
And at the station of your waist
And cheer up this sad figure
Tell me a story, give me madness
Because if not I'll make it up later
Call me one of these days
I'm in the subway with no signal
And at the station of your waist
And cheer up this sad figure
Tell me a story, give me madness
Because if not I'll make it up later