Al Filo De La Irrealidad (en inglés)

Al Filo De La Irrealidad
You, on the edge of unreality
A bed of sensuality
Truly beautiful, only you
Created wholly to love
Irresistible and different, you go beyond that
My love, you, always an endless adventure
A new story to tell
A space of light and of tenderness, lovers without censure
You, complacent to satiety
With a loyal trace of ingenuity
I’d say that you’re not real

And you, a mystery of femininity
And something of fragility
Dense and whole, only you
My accomplice in intimacy
My companion, my torment, there’s no other the same
To love you I give my life
Without your skin it’s so empty
I open my heart to you anxiously
My love, you, always an endless adventure
A new story to tell
A space of light and of tenderness, lovers without censure
You, complacent to satiety
With a loyal trace of ingenuity
I’d say that you’re not real
My love, you
With a loyal trace of ingenuity
I’d say that you’re not real
You, on the edge of unreality
On the edge of unreality
On the edge of unreality, where sensuality and beauty collide, exists a being created solely for love. This individual transcends convention, offering an endless adventure filled with light and tenderness...