Traducir a
Locked in my ivory tower
The loneliness of the hotel room
Under the weight of my own law, I lost
My own law, which is the touch of your skin
Looking forward to you in Plaza Francia
The fragrance of your Rosan on my skin
That I couldn't erase in four days
Damn goodbyes, they're getting old on me, uh
In the closet I left the leather quarry
Now I am a retired bullfighter from the arena
My money, I spend it on elegance
Looking forward to you in Plaza Francia
In my glass jail I wait for you
Beyond good and evil, I love you
I can't buy anything with my gold card
love can not be paid
I puff out my chest and walk across the ceiling.
another time will be better
Buy it made to love
another time will be better
Buy it made to love
