Sastre de Tu Amor
Yo quiero ser el sastre de tu amor
Yo quiero hacértelo a la medida
Yo quiero que dos copas de licor
Nos pongan otra vez a la deriva
Y medir despacito todito tu cuerpo
Coser con ternura tu pecho en mi pecho
Hacer que tu pelo se enrede en mi pelo
Yo soy costurero y tu mi modelo
Descoser suavecito toda tu cintura
Hilar sin modales toda esta locura
Perder el control en esta figura
Yo soy alfiler y tu mi costura... Baby
Yo quiero ser el sastre de tu amor
Yo quiero hacértelo a la medida
Yo quiero que dos copas de licor
Nos pongan otra vez a la deriva
Quisiera trazarte como cirujano
Tu cara, tu cuerpo, tu espacio
Mis manos bajando a la zona prohibida
Justo a la medida y ahí vamos
Tu amor es medicina exacta
Soy sastre de tu alma
Tomando las medidas de tu corazón
No sé qué pasa con tu calma que siempre me desarma
Me alarma, me sube y me baja
Creo que todo eso es mental
Y lo fundamental es tocarte
Yo quiero ser el sastre de tu amor
Yo quiero hacértelo a la medida
Yo quiero que dos copas de licor
Nos pongan otra vez a la deriva
Tailor of Your Love
I want to be the tailor of your love
I want to make it fit just right
I want two glasses of liquor
To set us adrift once more
And measure slowly every part of your body
Sew your heart to mine with tenderness
Make your hair tangle with mine
I’m the seamster and you’re my model
Unravel gently all around your waist
Stitch this madness without any rules
Lose control in this shape
I’m the pin and you’re my fabric... Baby
I want to be the tailor of your love
I want to make it fit just right
I want two glasses of liquor
To set us adrift once more
I’d like to sketch you like a surgeon
Your face, your body, your space
My hands sliding down to the forbidden zone
Just the right fit, and here we go
Your love is the perfect medicine
I’m the tailor of your soul
Taking the measurements of your heart
I don’t know what it is about your calm that always disarms me
It alarms me, lifts me up and brings me down
I think it’s all in my head
And the key thing is to touch you
I want to be the tailor of your love
I want to make it fit just right
I want two glasses of liquor
To set us adrift once more