Fumando espero

Smoking is a pleasure
great, sensual.
Smoking I wait
for the man I love,
behind the glass
of cheerful windows.
While I smoke,
my life is not consumed
because floating in the smoke
I usually fall asleep...
Lying on the chaise longue
dreaming and loving...
To see my lover
solicitous and gallant,
to feel his lips
kiss with wise kisses,
and the dalliance
feel with more desires
when I see her eyes
thirsty for passion.
That's why being my good
is my smoking an Eden.

Give me the smoke of your mouth.
Come on, that way I go crazy.
Run, I want to go crazy
with pleasure,
feeling the heat
of the intoxicating smoke
that ends up igniting
the burning flame of love.

My Egyptian is special,
what a smell, sir.
After the battle
in which love bursts,
a cigarette
is always a break
and although it seems
the body languishes
after the cigarette grows
its strength, its vigor.
The hour of restlessness
is not cruel to him,
its spirals are celestial dreams,
and form clouds
that rise to glory
and wrapped in it,
its spark is a star
that shines, clear and beautiful
with swift radiance.
That's why being my good
is my smoking an Eden.