Morning's Soft Surrender

Five hundred ninety-three, hands on my face,

I’m seeing you, Dueña de la entrega,

everything I give is true.

"What's mine is yours",

le don est absolu,

"Are you gon' stay?",

guardami, tu sei il mio blu.

Traditio amoris.

I am the Devotee,

the surrender, the promise in your hand,

Dueña de la fe,

helping you to understand.

"I want it all",

giving my everything to stay,

"I miss you persistently",

fading the cold away.

Deditio animi.

No cap, it’s the sweaty palms,

the shirt-wipe, the antsy grace,

Reclamando mi paz, within your warm embrace.

C’est pas du brain rot,

c’est la tendresse en mouvement,

I’m 4K devotee, sovereign,

in every single moment.

Confidentia mutua.

It ate, the "walls"—no crumbs of the guard,

Soy la soberana, and I’m playing my best card.

Je suis la souveraine qui ose être vulnérable,

And that’s the real vibe,

the pinky-promise is stable.

Fides in aeternum. I am the Devotee,

the surrender, the promise in your hand,

Dueña de la fe,

helping you to understand.

"I want it all",

giving my everything to stay,

"I miss you persistently",

fading the cold away.

Deditio animi. 100% Tiguidou.

My everything is yours.

Mi todo es tuyo.

Mon tout est à toi.

Totum meum tuum est.

Tiguidou.