Ilegal [English translation]

Having your eyes should be illegal

and also when you look you only inspire sin

that odd playful smile a lethal temptation

it's a skill for killing if you know how.

You have armed yourself with the perfect way

to put me in agony -- such a slow death

as your mouth bursts violently

into my mouth like lightning, a storm.

Your hands heat up my skin just by touching it;

My hands playfully get to know your back

with complete calmness, lengthening

the joy of my exploration towards your butt.

And there is nothing more than a single version,

A single complete show of perfection.

You light up the room with your neon glow

and so I easily loosen a last button, and I think:

Only twelve o'clock and no voices are heard

only fine moaning, sounds of enjoyment

for closing the evening on a high note

I get to your ear and whisper this chorus:

That was nothing. I'm already confident, sweetheart

If you give me the morning

I will carry you all night (x2)

Your hands heat up my skin just by touching it;

My hands playfully get to know your back

with complete calmness, lengthening

the joy of my exploration towards your butt.

And there is nothing more than a single version,

A single complete show of perfection.

You light up the room with your neon glow

and I, stunned, enjoy the game

That was nothing. I'm already confident, sweetheart

If you give me the morning

I will carry you all night (x2)

I will carry you all night (x4)

• Artist:Cultura Profética
• Album:La Dulzura