She's Venus in blue jeans Mona Lisa with a ponytail She's a walkin' talkin' work of art She's the girl who stole my heart My Venus in blue jeans Is the Cinderella I adore She's my very special angel too A fairy tale come true They say there's seven wonders in the world But what they say is out of date There's no more seven wonders in the world I just met number eight My Venus in blue jeans Is everything I hoped she'd be A teenage goddess from above And she belongs to me My Venus in blue jeans Is everything I hoped she'd be A teenage goddess from above And she belongs to me

Time And time again And time again And time again Oh, time And again And again And again And again And again And Oh my god, I am so tired of you acting Like I don't know that you know that I know 'Cause I know you know, you know Like baby, I'm a Cancer - I have dreams, I have premonitions And one thing I can guarantee is that it's gonna come true every single Time And time again And again And again I don't want it to be true but Time And again And again And again And again And again I know you want this good love Going crazy in this good love Telling lies for this good love Cutting ties off this good love Heard you praying for this good love Mouth agape for this good love Spitting game for this good love Open wide baby, good luck You fumbling the bag Shorty, you going out sad Finna drown in this good love Catch the wave or it'll change up Oh, time And again Time And again And again And there are times where I actively see the universe Using me as a tool to teach someone else a lesson And I can't even be mad because I'm sure there's people out there That are salty as fuck that the world did the same thing to them for me So, you know, like, I get it But honestly, I'm just- I'm tired I'm tired of playing Bob the Builder We already know people fell far as fuck from the Tower of Babel, like I'm not tryna do all that Honestly, we're doing way too much, far too much Matter fact, this is the last time you finna hear from me Matter fact it ain't How bout that I'm taking a vow of silence, don't hit me up Do what you gotta do Okay But not actually though Exactly Please call me when you get the chance I won't I will Bet Maybe Cool We'll see See you later See you soon Okay, goodbye

Que el eterno sol te ilumine El amor te rodeé Y la luz pura interior Guie tu camino Que el eterno sol te ilumine El amor te rodeé Y la luz pura interior Guie tu camino Que el eterno sol te ilumine El amor te rodeé Y la luz pura interior Guie tu camino Guie tu camino Guie tu camino

Volvió un poco más tenor que ruiseñor pero con alma nueva. Volvió el mismo trovador con pasaporte y sin fronteras, que va gastando suelas. Para las días que vendrán, habrá de nuevo una canción que aplique los dolores. Cantando desapareció una pena y en su lugar sembró una flor. Para volver tuvo que aprender que el canto es una brújula. Por no caer tuvo que confiar de un ángel para alzar la voz. Y mientras haya un corazón que lata igual que el suyo siempre volverá desde el ayer cantando otra vez. Por la misma boca un beso, y dirán que busca amor, valentía de vivir la vida porque nos la canta siempre un trovador. Corazón en los labios, anidando el deseo y la luz. Caminando veranos, la belleza y lo justo. Y mientras haya un corazón que lata igual que el suyo siempre volverá desde el ayer cantando otra vez. Por la misma boca un beso, y dirán que busca amor, valentía de vivir la vida porque nos la canta siempre un trovador. Caminante, caminante.