Soda Stereo - The Best Soda Stereo's Song lyrics

She slept to the heat of the ma**es and I woke up wanting to sound her some time behind I thought of writing him that I never drew the traps of the love Of that love of slight music anything liberates us anything but it is I won't send him ashy of roses neither I plan to avoid a secret close contact Of that love of slight music anything liberates us anything but it is Of that love of slight music anything liberates us nothing else is nothing else is nothing else is nothing else is