I want the luck of a peaceful love With the flavor of bitten fruit Us, in the beat, in the swing of the hammock Quenching thirst with saliva To be your bread, to be your food All the love there is in this life And some change to guarantee And to be an artist in our coexistence For the hell and heaven of every day For the poetry that we don't live Transform boredom into melody To be your bread, to be your food All the love there is in this life And some anti-monotony poison And if I find your hidden source I'll reach you full on, honey and wound And the whole body like a hurricane Mouth, neck, hand and your mind not To be your bread, to be your food All the love there is in this life And some medicine that gives me joy🤩❤️😘