Fruta Madura
Se me hace agua la boca
Se me enchina la piel
Cada vez que te veo
Se agita mi pecho me tiemblan los pies
Eres fruta madura
Que se antoja comer
Como dulce en la boca
Te quisiera tener
Y tomar de tu piel
El jugo del placer
Tu cuerpo recorrer
Una vez, otra vez y otra vez
Y saborear tu miel
Hasta el amanecer
Como dulce en la boca
Te quisiera tener
Eres fruta madura
Que se antoja comer
Como dulce en la boca
Te quisiera tener
Y tomar de tu piel
El jugo del placer
Tu cuerpo recorrer
Una vez, otra vez y otra vez
Y saborear tu miel
Hasta el amanecer
Como dulce en la boca
Te quisiera tener
Como dulce en la boca
Te quisiera tener
Como dulce en la boca
Te quisiera tener
Como dulce en la boca
Te quisiera tener
Ripe Fruit
My mouth waters
My skin bristles
Every time I see you
My chest stirs, my feet tremble
You are ripe fruit
That I crave to eat
Like sweetness in the mouth
I would like to have you
And drink from your skin
The juice of pleasure
To travel your body
Once, again and again
And savor your honey
Until dawn
Like sweetness in the mouth
I would like to have you
You are ripe fruit
That I crave to eat
Like sweetness in the mouth
I would like to have you
And drink from your skin
The juice of pleasure
To travel your body
Once, again and again
And savor your honey
Until dawn
Like sweetness in the mouth
I would like to have you
Like sweetness in the mouth
I would like to have you
Like sweetness in the mouth
I would like to have you
Like sweetness in the mouth
I would like to have you