Tres Palabras
Oye la confesión de mi secreto
Nace de un corazón que está desierto
Con 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
Son tres palabras solamente, mis angustias
Y esas palabras son: Como me gustas
Three Words
Listen to the confession of my secret
Born from a heart that is deserted
With three words I will tell you all my things
Things of the heart that are precious
Give me your hands, come take mine
I will confide my yearnings to you
It's just three words, my anxieties
And those words are: How I like you
It's just three words, my anxieties
And those words are: How I like you
Escrita por: Osvaldo Farrés