Amor
No te pido que te cuides
Esa delgadez extrema
Solo pido que me mires
Con esa mirada buena
Tus ojos no son luceros
Que alumbran la madrugada
Pero si me miran siento
Que me tocas con tus manos
Tus manos no son hermosas
No veo estilo en tus dedos
Pero qué humanos reposan
Si se enroscan en tu pelo
Tu pelo ya sin color
Sin ese brillo supremo
Cuida y resguarda con celo
Lo que cubre con amor
Tu cerebro porque piensas
Porque es tu clave y motor
Va generando la fuerza
Que me hace humano y mejor
Cuerpo, manos, ojos, pelo
Carne y hueso inanimados
Que cobran vida
Y por eso quiero vivir a tu lado
Love
I'm not asking you to take care of yourself
That extreme thinness
I just ask you to look at me
With that good look
Your eyes are not stars
That light up the dawn
But when they look at me
I feel like you're touching me with your hands
Your hands are not beautiful
I don't see style in your fingers
But how human they rest
When they curl in your hair
Your hair now without color
Without that supreme shine
Care for and guard zealously
What it covers with love
Your brain because you think
Because it's your key and engine
It generates the strength
That makes me human and better
Body, hands, eyes, hair
Flesh and inanimate bone
That come to life
And that's why I want to live by your side
Escrita por: Pablo Milanés / Víctor Manuel