little
I was going to choose my musical flight,
I passed through towns to be able to present
my repertoire, my art, the musical.
In a hidden hotel we came to stop.
Room 5 was the one I chose.
When I opened the door, a cold chill I felt.
I went in to relax, to lie down, to prepare.
I made a plan to be able to smoke.
I closed my eyes and left a little.
I felt his presence in the room.
I was not alone.
When I opened my eyes,
there I saw a beautiful woman who told me.
That woman from beyond,
beyond,
in love that she is no longer,
is no longer.
That woman from beyond,
beyond,
in love that she is no longer,
is no longer.
I am superstitious and it made me more curious.
I want to know about her, to see her face again.
Why does this spirit communicate?
Does it know me or identify me?
I know I'm not hallucinating.
Her body continues to illuminate.
And I'm falling in love with this woman in my room.
When I slept in bed, I already felt her.
She gave her body to me.
It looks like a trip, but it fascinates me.
She said again.
That woman from beyond,
beyond,
in love that she is no longer,
is no longer.
That woman from beyond,
beyond,
in love that she is no longer, is no longer.