I can’t take it anymore
I want to be by your side
Stay with me
Don’t let me go my love
I want to wake up with you
Like in the room with the moon
Through the white blinds
Where we could hear the waves

I want to wake up and be your breakfast
What I am going to do to you,
no one else will
I want to get drunk with you
Like that little wine you had

I want To talk to you alone
I want to be with you alone

Because
Underneath your clothes you have a mystery

I don’t care about silver
I don’t care about gold
I only want to see my three stars shining
I want to unzip all the zips

I want to merge with you
Your body, my love is a treasure to me
Kiss my lips and let’s get crazy

I’ll fill you with desire
I will take off your clothes
One by one
Watch you unitil
I memorized all lines and curves

I know this is an only dream
We have past the point of no return
I will keep dreaming

Painting by Elizabeth Chapman
Poem based on Faarko Fantezy
Translated and modified by Yahya

And that your lips go through my body very well smooth

And that the night becomes crazy

And let the only light in the room be the moon

I squeeze your back

There is no silence in the darkness
My name you call

Syllable by syllables- Ya Ya

There are no secrets in privacy

Wet the bed with body sweat

And let your sigh confess to the wind

Lala lala la, lala lala la
Lala lala la, lala lala la

Lala lala la, lala lala lala
Lala lala la, lala lala lala

Wet the bed with body sweat

And let your sigh confess to the wind

Lala lala la, lala lala la
Lala lala la, lala lala la

Lala lala la, lala lala lala
Lala lala la, lala lala lala

Today we are going to break the room in song

You love me and I love you

So let’s not delay so much

Touch me, squeeze me without fear

Songwriters: Carlos Efren Reyes Rosado
Intimidad lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

In the year 2525, if man is still alive
If woman can survive, they may find
In the year 3535
Ain’t gonna need to tell the truth, tell no lie
Everything you think, do and say
Is in the pill you took today
In the year 4545
You ain’t gonna need your teeth, won’t need your eyes
You won’t find a thing to chew
Nobody’s gonna look at you
In the year 5555
Your arms hangin’ limp at your sides
Your legs got nothin’ to do
Some machine’s doin’ that for you
In the year 6565
You won’t need no husband, won’t need no wife
You’ll pick your son, pick your daughter too
From the bottom of a long glass tube