Farting Preacher Woman

Mirame one last time,
not know what will happen then
I want to feel,
Al Compaz of my skin.

One week you,
One last kiss and I forget.

Tell me how I get it,
How do I delete the memories,
As you out of my body. Besame

passionately
That these moments,
be transformed into joy,
And not in a wound,
Deep in my heart.

One last day with you, turn
hours,
Al Compaz of my beats,
Too fast,
As paryou feel me.