Edward et Bella

Llovera, gotas mínimas
Lloverá, de mi boca
Saldrá el mar

No, no, Romeo, no
No, no, me dejes ver
Tu vida fue gestada ya

Lloverá, caudales de agua
Agua lisa
Lloverá, desde mis ojos

No, no, Romeo, no
No, no me dejes ver
Que tu muerte fue gestada ya
Renacimiento











English Translation:

Llovera, minimum drops
Rain, from my mouth
Will the sea

No, no, Romeo, not
No, no, let me see
Your life was articulated and

Rain, water flows
Smooth water
Rain from my eyes

No, no, Romeo, not
No, do not let me see
May your death was articulated and
Renaissance

Your lips are nettles
Your tongue is wine
Your laughter’s liquid
But your body’s pine

toi l’amour all sailors
But hate the beach
toi say come touch me
But you’re always out of reach

In the dark toi tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour

Your arms are lovely
Yellow and rose
Your back’s a meadow
Covered in snow

Your thighs are thistles
And hot-house grapes
toi breathe your sweet breath
And have me wait

In the dark toi tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour

I turn the lights out
I clean the sheets
toi change the station
Turned up the heat

And now you’re sitting
Upon your chair
You’ve got me Raiponce up
Inside your beautiful black hair

In the dark toi tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour

In the dark toi tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour