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The wind-up watch suspended, the telephone disconnected,
On a table two glasses of wine, and the night got out of hand...
A pink light we imagined
We began by trying the wine
By looking at each other we said everything
And the night got out of hand…
If I could tell everything I felt,
There was not a single place that I wasn't in you.
Kisses, tenderness, what a waste of love, so much madness
Kisses, tenderness, what a waste of love, so much madness
May this night not end, nor this April moon,
To enter heaven, it is not necessary to die...
Kisses, tenderness, what a waste of love, what madness
Kisses, tenderness, what a waste of love, how much madness...
We squandered, no matter what, the reserves of the springs
We seemed like two irrational people, who were going to die tomorrow...
If I could tell everything that I felt,
There was not a place left that was not in you
Kisses, tenderness, what a waste of love, so much madness
Kisses, tenderness, what a waste of love, so much madness
May this night not end, nor this April moon,
To enter heaven it is not necessary to die...
Kisses, tenderness, what a waste of love, how much madness
But what a waste
Kisses, tenderness, what a waste of love, how much madness
Kisses, tenderness, what a waste of love, how much madness
Kisses, tenderness, what a waste of love, so much madness
And what a waste that night of your gaze and my gaze of the moonlight glass of wine
Kisses, tenderness, what a waste of love, so much madness
There was no caress that was not invented in the early morning that surprised us on a night like no other
Tenderness kisses, what a waste of love, how much madness
that you love me that I love you that we love each other After that night we have no doubt
Camínalooo
What a waste that night
A kiss sealed the meeting when 12 o'clock struck
What a waste that night
Your perfume calling my hands looking for the touch
What a waste that night
Without witnesses without looks without words without reproach
Tenderness kisses, what a waste of love, how much madness
br/>May this night not end, nor this April moon,
To enter heaven it is not necessary to die... Kisses