AB Quintanilla, III na

Every morning I saw walking through my window
as she did every week
the girl who filled me with desire
Every morning she said that today was finally over
of fear that fills my entire soul
I had the perfect plan to love her
But how do I explain to her that I'm twenty-something
that I'm a great guy and I just want
to talk in her ear apply a little
kiss his navel but the truth is that it doesn't happen na, na, na
he told me what's wrong with you, you're not na, na, na
he didn't give me na, na, na
I went home without wanting anything
Every morning I thought my life was over
when I saw how he was walking
like that, moving viciously
Every morning I thought she was looking for me for revenge
I saw how she looked at me
and then when I least expected it
And one day she knocked on my door like a secret agent
to explain to me that she already has a boyfriend
and I didn't know anything, she liked me and I couldn't stand anything
that she would never do anything if we were outside but here there is nothing
Every morning it happens to me visiting my house
he stays until three in the morning
and we spend it together in my bed
Every morning I see him leaving it makes me angry
because not being able to shout what's happening to me
but I prefer not to do anything
And we speak in the ear very carefully
and I say it's blessed how it can be that no one knows anything
that all the things ±ana can't be heard na
and the boyfriend na, na, na and all her friends say na, na, na
I don't want na, na, na with her there's no need for them to give me more na
br/>na, na, na
Na, na, na.