You were my first love, The earth moving under me; Bedroom scent, beauty ardent, Distant shiver, heaven sent. I'm the snow on your lips; The freezing taste, the silvery sip. I'm the breath on your hair; The endless nightmare, devil's lair Only so many times I can say I long for you. The lily among the thorns, The prey among the wolves. Someday, I will feed a snake; Drink her venom, stay awake. With time all pain will fade. Through your memory I will wade. Barely cold in her grave, Barely warm in my bed; Settling for a draw tonight: Puppet girl, your strings are mine This one is for you. For you, Only for you. Just give in to it never think again: I feel for you.
que se va haciendo al andar.