Tres Palabras
Oye la confesión, de mi secreto, nace de un corazón,
Que esta desierto
Son tres palabras, te diré, todas mis cosas,
Cosas del corazón, que son preciosas
Dame tus manos ven, toma las mías,
Que te voy a confiar, las ansias mías
Son tres palabras, solamente mis angustias,
Y esas palabras son, como me gustas
Dame tus manos ven, toma las mías,
Que te voy a confiar, las ansias mías
Son tres palabras, solamente mis angustias,
Y esas palabras son, como me gustas
Three Words
Hey, here’s my confession, from my secret, it comes from a heart,
That’s feeling empty.
It’s three words, I’ll tell you, all my feelings,
Things of the heart, that are so precious.
Give me your hands, come on, take mine,
'Cause I’m gonna share, my desires with you.
It’s three words, just my worries,
And those words are, how I like you.
Give me your hands, come on, take mine,
'Cause I’m gonna share, my desires with you.
It’s three words, just my worries,
And those words are, how I like you.
Escrita por: Osvaldo Farrés