I don't leave the house without thinking about you
I don't want to look at you
I don't train myself to be your equal
I like your love and your rebuff.
A name sounds everywhere, it floats in the air
It's not that I'm complaining, but yours is about treating yourself
Don't look at it, what my mother told me
That leaves the soul for I season the tomatoes.
We are not beings neither for living rooms nor for shelves
I will only lose my wings from flying into the air
I want to scream but a whisper answers me
That doesn't speak to me until I change, change.
Your little step down my street, the distance of the trip
I have stayed to see if I can see you
I don't care that you don't have green eyes.
You, I like your black polish look
I like it when you only smell like shampoo
You go around the house giving me warmth
Heat, heat, heat, heat...
You, who already have more wars than Mambrú
When you enter a place you hear a run run
And to be yours you have to have courage
Value, courage, courage, courage...
I don't want to think about you
I don't leave the house without looking at you
I only give myself over to the mission of conquering you
That it is the target that makes the bow tense.
Oh but if you invite me, I will jump in
Oh but if you avoid me, I will look for you, if not
I don't have the desire to ask
Where are you going when it seems like you've gone to Mars.
Understand that time heals the heart
I'm starting to hate the boom boom that sounds in the song
I wrote all this talk for you
Not being more correct, but reaching you yes
I have stayed to see if I can see you
I don't care that you don't have green eyes
You, I like your black polish look
I like it when you only smell like shampoo
You go around the house giving me warmth
Heat, heat, heat, heat...
You, who already have more wars than Mambrú
When you enter a place you hear a run run
And to be yours you have to have courage
Courage, courage, courage, courage...
You, you look for the tickles, only you know
You show me a little step and turn off the light
We dance around the house , giving me warmth
Heat, heat, heat, heat
You, look for me or stop looking for me depending on
You are the butterfly that eats yogurt
And to be yours You have to have courage
Courage, courage, courage, courage...
But I like you, look girl, yes

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