***WE WILL BE FIREWOOD ON ***

***WE WILL BE FIREWOOD ON ***

So many moons without memory

of love, of a caress,

from a look of the soul

through a smile

Of words that whisper

courtships and seductions,

of desires and wishes,

of warmth and passions ...

Of nights; coffees and talks,

overflowed anxieties,

joys and joy

and dream walks.

But turn the Wheel:

the attraction that grows,

the Cosmos conspires

and Cupid presents us!

The end of loneliness,

The end of the silent silence,

End of your evicted thirst,

The end of discouragement.

We will be the flow of kisses ...

we will be firewood ...

we will forget the world

And we will exalt life!

So many moons without memory

of love, of a caress,

from a look of the soul

through a smile

Of words that whisper

courtships and seductions,

of desires and wishes,

of warmth and passions ...

Of nights; coffees and talks,

overflowed anxieties,

joys and joy

and dream walks.

But turn the Wheel:

the attraction that grows,

the Cosmos conspires

and Cupid presents us!

The end of loneliness,

The end of the silent silence,

End of your evicted thirst,

The end of discouragement.

We will be the flow of kisses ...

we will be firewood ...

we will forget the world

And we will exalt life!