GODDESS God made her beautiful Morena, beautiful, She is the woman of my life The goddess of my dreams. She hurts me, instigates me She hallucinates me, poor me I wouldn't be happy like that Without her deliciously loving me. I want to date her all my life I want to kiss her, caress her Like a rose she looks like. In a love always different With a massive and permanent desire I wanted to have you in my arms always. (Nelson Locatelli).