If you can not control yourself, do not ask me to stay
I could not do it like that
Your dress corners me undresses and disarms me
It does not let me be here
If you give me your color, I read the story that I am
Little angels bogged down to sleep for today
Hours and hours and hours singing you fashionable songs
Just to get excited and between pardons tell you
That at night I regret and I wake up between dreams, Waiting not to return
That I like your tonito when you tell me pretty
Today we can spend the night
And so I'm lost and I can not find
A thousand reasons for punishment, I have to give
Hours and hours and hours singing you fashionable songs
Just to get excited and between pardons tell you
That there are no longer complications, paradigms or controls
That they can find us
And I will be the one that takes you by the hand by borders
Until the end of moral
If you give me your fears, the hurricane hides
Melodies that went down will be able to float
Only among all we can make this a better place :)