Whirlpool Of Passion
Sergio Umbria
In the distance I see a gust of wind coming
And brings scent of roses, flowers, passion, love
And he approaches and reaches where I am and becomes
In the figure of a woman, the woman I always dreamed of
My encore
I tremble with emotion, the scent of her woman surrounds me, I look at her
Her fleshy lips and she provokes me to kiss them, and she greets me, she tells me how
These? Hesitantly I answer that fine, I realize that she is a girl
Made a woman she looks about eighteen years old, she tells me do you want
Have fun with me?, I tell her yes, she takes me between her gusts of wind
In the distance I see a gust of wind coming
And brings scent of roses, flowers, passion, love
And he approaches and reaches where I am and becomes
In the figure of a woman, the woman I always dreamed of
My encore
She takes me to the eye of the whirlwind of her wraps me in the whirlwind of her and I
I realize that it is an erupting volcano, I feel that skin that I had never felt before
Those sweet kisses of honey, her hands that make me vibrate with emotion
And every time I want to be with her there, I don't want us to leave each other, but the
Moment of goodbye, and she tells me I'll be back, here I am waiting for my whirlwind of passion
In the distance I see a gust of wind coming
And brings scent of roses, flowers, passion, love
And he approaches and reaches where I am and becomes
In the figure of a woman, the woman I always dreamed of
My encore