Pinku
She used to be my lover
and then became the one
who all the women of my life
Were jealous of and shunned
I used to love her so much
Like no one else before
She couldn’t stand my excess
And always wanted to go
Oh please please Queen of the sour dreams
Give me your tenderness and don’t be afraid
Please please woman of everything
Don’t give a **** for what they say.
As she was lost in the streets,
She lost her mind as well
Her touch made me shudder
And hunt her again
So, I was haunted by her smell,
The story that we lived
Her eyes, her face, her skin as well
Pursues me everywhere
Oh please please Queen of the sour dreams
Give me your tenderness and don’t be afraid
Please please woman of everything
Don’t give a **** for what they say.
