the wings of the angel

Never trust an angel,
who fell from heaven,
and without wasting time,
I tell you I love you,
Do not let me look you in the eyes,
as if I could see your soul.
Do not let me touch you,
Do not put your hand on his chest,
making you believe that your heart,
for you it keeps beating,
that his white skin,
only for your skin shudders.
Do not be confused,
for her golden hair,
nor for his sweet smile,
nor by the flash of its wings.
Just think for a moment,
a fallen angel,
seeks to reach its place,
and trust me, you are not heaven.