Let me write on your mouth
with the ink of my kisses
I want your body to be the canvas
And my fingers the brush
that will fill with color all your corners
Let me write on your mouth
With the ink of my kisses,
Verses that run down our throats
Flooded because of love
Let me write...
That your lips become my muse
Every time you come near me
With your ivory smile,
Your flirtatious eyes
Your skin, it has that velvet softness; Until your beard interrupts
my thoughts.....
I'm going to leave a trail of ink
on your skin
Like a blank piece of paper,
Waiting to be narrated
a new beginning of a passionate love.
(Spanish Version)
Dejame escribir en tu boca
con la tinta de mis besos
Quiero que tu cuerpo sea el lienzo
Y mis dedos el pincel
que llenarán de color
todas tus esquinas
Dejame escribir en tu boca
con la tinta de mis besos,
Versos que recorran nuestras gargantas
Inundados por culpa del amor
Dejame escribir...
Que tus labios se hacen mi musa
Cada vez que te acercas a mi
Con ti sonrisa de marfil,
Tus ojos coquetos
Tu piel, tiene esa suavidad de terciopelo; hasta que tu barbarian
me interrumpe los pensamientos...
Voy a dejar un estela de tinta en tu piel
Como una hoja en blanco,
Esperando sea narrado un nuevo comienzo de un amor apasionado.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
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