Makeup, contour and gloss
Mini skirt and me voy, me voy
Solita, solita, no quiero amor
I upload a story, contesting it
Sometimes I question myself
How come you love me so much
But I look at myself in the mirror and the charm remains
When I heard that voice calling me
I realized it was myself screaming
There is no better company, my dear, because
This little face is the only one I have
I confess that I am in love and I know that this will last forever
I am my own god and I pray to you on this day
I hold a candle to fulfill my fantasies
'Toy shining so much that it looks like jewelry
Everything I say to you sweats poetry
But be careful 'my kisses from here'
From mythology I am forbidden