Vicente Fernandez tu mirada

Your eyes are to blame
that today is your home
my soul and my mind
When you saw me you already made yours
my will completely
If I offended you and you asked me
br/>may that offense be restored
with your eyes looking at me
as they say, my life is yours
all yours...
I don't know what your eyes have
br/>Your blindfolded eyes are medicine for me
that heal sorrows and wounds
that over time
my life left me.
Do whatever you want with me
Your king or beggar
You be my flower or my thorn
I only beg you
kiss me for life
with your divine mouth.
Do what you want want with me
Your king or beggar
You be my flower or my thorn
I only beg you
kiss me for life
with your divine mouth.