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To the Skin

Carla Morrison

Hasta La Piel

No te quiero perder
Que la distancia se devore nuestra miel
Y perdamos la fe

No te quiero tener
Y cuando menos piense perderte otra vez
Me duele hasta la piel

Dentro de mi semillas tengo de ti
Y sin ti pueden querer morir

Quiero sentarme a llorar
Sacar de adentro mil cosas
Que te quiero decir
Me siento tan débil sin ti

Quiero guardarme a la moral
Darte unos besos que quizás
Tenga que robar de tu boca mía (mía, mía)

No te quiero perder
Que el amor se acabe
Y vuelvas a querer otro sabor a miel

No te quiero tener
Porque tanto te amo
Comienzo a conocer
La intensidad de mi ser

Dentro de mi semillas tengo de ti
Y sin ti pueden querer morir

Quiero sentarme a llorar
Sacar de adentro mil cosas
Que te quiero decir
Me siento tan débil sin ti

Quiero guardarme a la moral
Darte unos besos que quizás
Tenga que robar de tu boca mía (mía, mía)

To the Skin

I do not want to lose you
May the distance devour our honey
And let's lose faith

I don't want to have you
And when I least think about losing you again
Even my skin hurts

Inside my seeds I have of you
And without you they may want to die

I want to sit down and cry
Take out a thousand things from within
What do I want to tell you?
I feel so weak without you

I want to keep to morality
Give you some kisses that maybe
I have to steal from your mouth of mine (mine, mine)

I do not want to lose you
May love end
And you want another flavor of honey again

I don't want to have you
Because I love you so much
I begin to know
The intensity of my being

Inside my seeds I have of you
And without you they may want to die

I want to sit down and cry
Take out a thousand things from within
What do I want to tell you?
I feel so weak without you

I want to keep to morality
Give you some kisses that maybe
I have to steal from your mouth of mine (mine, mine)

Escrita por: Carla Morrison