When I close my eyes and touch my mouth, I feel that something is coming. Then I remain empty and still in that moment. I don't tell you then, then, what I feel. Strong, strong, strong, strong. It kisses me strong, strong, strong, strong. It holds me strong, strong, strong, strong. It takes me strong, strong, strong, strong. Then it plays strong, strong, strong, strong. It loves me strong, strong, strong, strong. Then it dances slowly, slowly, slowly, slowly. It's done like this. Here's what it does. It makes me another cup of coffee. I recover with something, I wash it. I look at it as I want. Love is mine. Then tomorrow I hate everything, even the good that it gives. And I feel like I'm empty-handed. And I swear that no one can understand how it is. When it keeps me tight. Strong, strong, strong, strong. Strong, strong, strong, strong. It kisses me strong, strong, strong, strong. It holds me strong, strong, strong, strong. It takes me strong, strong, strong, strong. Then it plays strong, strong, strong, strong. It loves me strong, strong, strong, strong. I like it strong, strong, strong, strong. Strong, strong, strong, strong. Strong, strong, stronger. Na, na, na, na, na, na.