Sugar, Pepper and Salt
(milonga)
I love her because she is so
cricket with his heart.
She likes the same thing to me,
coffee and cigarette.
sit at a table in a bar or without silver
walk.
Thus, as is
rebel and angelic!
Thus, as is
sugar, pepper and salt!
I love her so, with his face
wrist.
I love her so, with her head
hollow.
I love her so,
paper with your dreams.
And although always in the moon,
not trade it for any,
I feel like the sun on the skin. I am happy
my way and I like that I want,
way it is.
difficult as I want,
with different world. What matters
his world upside down, without changing
easily.
not what you talk about me, because I love
well.
Thus, as is
rebellious angelic!
Thus, as is
sugar, pepper and salt!
