When a little woman
Comes to speak in my ear
My heart races
And I even feel that she makes a noise
On the tips of her feet
She hangs on me like crazy
She looks at the sky and smiles at me
When I kiss her on the mouth
After the kiss on the mouth
She slides one hand
Through the hairs on my chest
And inside my shirt
When everything gets angry
Oh that woman uses me
I would like her to open
One of that buttons blouse
There is no clothes that stays
No button that stays
That love that we feel today
There is nothing that contains it
I love you like this little girl
Of that kiss that shakes me
A tasty woman's thing
With a little girl's air
Oh, oh, oh
That sweet and serene voice
That delicate thing
Little woman thing
Oh, oh, oh
That sweet and serene voice
That delicate thing
Thing of little woman