Whirlpool Of Passion

In the distance I see a gust of wind coming

And brings scent of roses, flowers, passion, love

And he approaches and reaches where I am and becomes

In the figure of a woman, the woman I always dreamed of

My encore

I tremble with emotion, the scent of her woman surrounds me, I look at her

Her fleshy lips and she provokes me to kiss them, and she greets me, she tells me how

These? Hesitantly I answer that fine, I realize that she is a girl

Made a woman she looks about eighteen years old, she tells me do you want

Have fun with me?, I tell her yes, she takes me between her gusts of wind

In the distance I see a gust of wind coming

And brings scent of roses, flowers, passion, love

And he approaches and reaches where I am and becomes

In the figure of a woman, the woman I always dreamed of

My encore

She takes me to the eye of the whirlwind of her wraps me in the whirlwind of her and I

I realize that it is an erupting volcano, I feel that skin that I had never felt before

Those sweet kisses of honey, her hands that make me vibrate with emotion

And every time I want to be with her there, I don't want us to leave each other, but the

Moment of goodbye, and she tells me I'll be back, here I am waiting for my whirlwind of passion

In the distance I see a gust of wind coming

And brings scent of roses, flowers, passion, love

And he approaches and reaches where I am and becomes

In the figure of a woman, the woman I always dreamed of

My encore