What will inspire me?To leave you at home and pick up my guitar without having the slightest idea of how to playHow long will it take?The Roman muses to accompany me, moment to give me inspiration and that it may soundI will try to speakOf absurd conversations, of teeth, of sugar, of laughs, of suspicious kisses with moreSo as not to thinkWhat did you lose to want to escape?If when you float, you invade me and I feel like notes that are worth little to meTo say that I'm not crazy if there are hearts that can be transferredIf you still have surprises to give me, I don't care about the restIf you still have surprises to give meCold and with humorWilling to find my tickles, you make my life happy that I come to paint you in another colorLeave the reasonAnd change the plan and improvise without more pretensionIf when you float, you invade me and I feel like notes that are worth little to meTo say that I'm not crazy if there are hearts that can be transferredIf you still have surprises to give me, shoot me, shoot me, if time doesn't stopThat you take my blood, if the world does, it was already worth being close to youAnd if there are still surprises, I prefer you to be with meIf you still have surprises to give me, shoot me, shoot me, if time doesn't stopThat you take my blood, if the world does, it was already worth being close to youAnd if there are still surprises, I prefer you to be with meAnd if you still have surprises to give me, shoot me, shoot me, if time doesn't stopAnd if there are still surprises, I prefer you to be with meAnd if there are still surprises, I prefer you to be with meAnd if there are still surprises, I prefer you to be with me