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Don't Know If It's Love

Priscila Y Sus Balas de Plata

No Se Si Es Amor

Sabe a besos mi almohada
madrugada y el no esta
solitaria en mi cama
si el me ama por que se va.

Eso es amor, o no es amor
yo no lo se....

No se si es amor pero lo parese
y sabe que yo estoy loca por el
no se si es amor pero crese y crese
vive dentro de mi y se ve a flor de piel.

Que curioso
siempre juntos
el con nadie
yo con el.

Se me escapa de los dedos
medio angel
medio cruel.

Eso es amor, o no es amor
yo no lo se....

No se si es amor pero lo parese
y sabe que yo estoy loca por el
no se si es amor pero crese y crese
vive dentro de mi y se ve a flor de piel.

No se si es amor pero puede ser
y sabe que yo estoy loca por el
no se si es amor pero crese y crese
vive dentro de mi y se ve a flor de piel.

Don't Know If It's Love

Tastes like kisses my pillow
early morning and he's not here
lonely in my bed
if he loves me why does he leave.

That's love, or is it not love
I don't know....

Don't know if it's love but it seems like it
and he knows I'm crazy for him
Don't know if it's love but it grows and grows
it lives inside me and shows on the surface.

How curious
always together
he with no one
me with him.

It slips through my fingers
half angel
half cruel.

That's love, or is it not love
I don't know....

Don't know if it's love but it seems like it
and he knows I'm crazy for him
Don't know if it's love but it grows and grows
it lives inside me and shows on the surface.

Don't know if it's love but it could be
and he knows I'm crazy for him
Don't know if it's love but it grows and grows
it lives inside me and shows on the surface.

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