Hot summer breath Blowing through the window Black streak of hair Like a snake on your shoulder There's a bead of salted water Like morning dew on a rose I wish I could kiss it softly So not to disrupt your pose Modesta Let me rest my head In the curve of your breast Let me run my hand On the hills of your land Modesta Fire in the chest Burning through your lover You're all I want to be As a woman and a mother I fear my heart will wake you up Pounding like a drum in the war Modesta Let me rest my head In the curve of your breast Let me run my hand On the hills of your land Modesta Let me take your hand And love you till we blend Modesta