Heavy dampness that sticks to the skin of desire ,
tropical cinamon ,marriage of scents and distance,
white rum ,pineaple ,passion fruits ,angostura bitters,
dry gin lethal ,ginger amuerta coca leaf ,my tequila life...
Papamiento islands , color curaçao where brunette girls
burn the senses in transparent whites that smooth storms...
Cachaça smile ,languor caipirinha ,margarita grapefruit
that I would like to capture in a few daiquiri follies ...
Please my lord of the infernos, just give me an ice cube
to refresh the torments of my Cuba libre ,
a mixed colony old Bourbons whyskey ,
and wet malibu monsoon, soda water cascade
with an inspired touch of vanilla ...
Johnny walker picks up his guitar
and takes me out of the amaretto mood swings ...
Old fashioned mojito questions my vodka belvedere,
the north is so gloomy, I dream of a sailor Jerry ,
somewhere between the dover cliffs and the point nemo ,
old deep sea navigator ,let\'s have a last drink ,
and good bye mister Astor ...