Recostada En La Cama
Se cansó de esperar, acostada en la cama
Yo llegue muy tarde, ya ella dormía
Otra vez que se queda con ganas
Otra vez que le amargo la vida
Se cansó de esperar, esa noche soñaba
De frotarse la piel pura y mojada
Otra vez que se queda con ganas
Otra vez que se queda con nada, con nada
Porque ella necesita que duerma en su cama
Que cene en su mesa que sueñe en su almohada
Porque ella necesita que suba en su cuerpo
Que mueva y la bese, se muere de ganas
Se cansó de esperar, recostada en la cama
Se cansó de inventar, de jugar siempre sola
De frotarse la piel pura y mojada
Otra vez que se queda con ganas
Otra vez que se queda con nada, con nada
Porque ella necesita que duerma en su cama
Que cene en su mesa, que sueñe en su almohada
Porque ella necesita que suba en su cuerpo
Que mueva y la bese se muere de ganas
Se cansó de esperar, recostada en la cama
Ella necesita que duerma en su cama
Que cene en su mesa, que sueñe en su almohada
Porque ella necesita que suba en su cuerpo
Que mueva y la bese se muere de ganas
Se cansó de esperar, recostada en la cama
Lying In Bed
She grew tired of waiting, lying in her bed
I arrived very late, she was already asleep
Once again, she's left wanting more
I've made her life miserable again
She grew tired of waiting, that night I dreamt
Of rubbing her clean and wet skin
Once again, she's left wanting more
Once again, she's left with nothing, with nothing
Because she needs me to sleep in her bed
To dine at her table, to dream on her pillow
Because she needs me to climb on top of her
She wants me to move her and kiss her, she's dying for it
She grew tired of waiting, lying in her bed
She grew tired of inventing, of always playing alone
Of rubbing her clean and wet skin
Once again, she's left wanting more
Once again, she's left with nothing, with nothing
Because she needs me to sleep in her bed
To dine at her table, to dream on her pillow
Because she needs me to climb on top of her
She's dying to have me move and kiss her
She grew tired of waiting, lying in her bed
She needs me to sleep in her bed
To dine at her table, to dream on her pillow
Because she needs me to climb on top of her
She's dying to have me move and kiss her
She grew tired of waiting, lying in her bed