Me Gusta a Morir
Porque me araña
Me inquieta y me va
Porque despierta en mi cosas
Olvidadas ya
Porque ha llegado
Calando en mi piel
Siento unas ganas inmensas
De hacerlo con el
Porque me invade
Y me agita su voz
Y siento hasta escalofríos
Acercándonos
Porque hay respeto
Y ternura a la vez
Siento unas ganas inmensas
De hacerlo con el
Porque me gusta a morir
Porque me gusta a morir
Me enciendo tan solo pensarlo
Me lleno, me excito y me exalto
No se si podría aguantarlo
Si ahora lo hiciera con el
Porque me gusta a morir
Porque me gusta a morir
Yo se que seria increíble
Que podría pasar cualquier cosa
Tocar con mis manos la Gloria
Si ahora lo hiciera con el
Por que el me gusta a morir
Porque me araña
Me inquieta y me va
Porque despierta en mi cosas
Olvidadas ya
Porque ha llegado
Calando en mi piel
Siento unas ganas inmensas
De hacerlo con el
Porque me invade
Y me agita su voz
Y siento hasta escalofríos
Acercándonos
Porque hay respeto
Y ternura a la vez
Siento unas ganas inmensas
De hacerlo con el
Porque me gusta a morir
Porque me gusta a morir
Me enciendo tan solo pensarlo
Me lleno, me excito y me exalto
No se si podría aguantarlo
Si ahora lo hiciera con el
Porque me gusta a morir
Porque me gusta a morir
Yo se que seria increíble
Que podría pasar cualquier cosa
Tocar con mis manos la Gloria
Si ahora lo hiciera con el
Por que el me gusta a morir
I Like Him to Death
Because it scratches me
It unsettles me and goes
Because it awakens things in me
Already forgotten
Because it has arrived
Penetrating my skin
I feel an immense desire
To do it with him
Because it invades me
And stirs his voice
And I even feel chills
Approaching us
Because there is respect
And tenderness at the same time
I feel an immense desire
To do it with him
Because I like him to death
Because I like him to death
I ignite just thinking about it
I fill up, I get excited and exalted
I don't know if I could handle it
If I did it with him now
Because I like him to death
Because I like him to death
I know it would be incredible
That anything could happen
Touching Glory with my hands
If I did it with him now
Because I like him to death
Because it scratches me
It unsettles me and goes
Because it awakens things in me
Already forgotten
Because it has arrived
Penetrating my skin
I feel an immense desire
To do it with him
Because it invades me
And stirs his voice
And I even feel chills
Approaching us
Because there is respect
And tenderness at the same time
I feel an immense desire
To do it with him
Because I like him to death
Because I like him to death
I ignite just thinking about it
I fill up, I get excited and exalted
I don't know if I could handle it
If I did it with him now
Because I like him to death
Because I like him to death
I know it would be incredible
That anything could happen
Touching Glory with my hands
If I did it with him now
Because I like him to death