When she passes, everyone spies.
Not for the guy, who is not beautiful,
but for the ass, yes, delicious,
the color of the sky, when the day dawns.
In that perfection that in my eyes
shows itself, the origin of my suffering,
even without knowing, without knowing,
I feel the presence of an action from God.
And she knows your ass is good
and goes out into the street, shaking for nothing.
leaving the crowd in awe.
I look at her in silence, change.
Although the face is worthless to me,
that ass alone, anything goes.