Hay Algo En Ella...
Hay algo en ella que me descontrola y que me vuelve loco,
sin darme cuenta me he hecho otra persona, y ya no me conozco,
será por culpa de ese cuerpo suyo, de curvas perfectas,
que me provoca, me hace el alma engaña y hacen que me pierda.
Hay algo en ella, nuevo diferente, turbio y peligroso,
serán sus ojos, sus abismos negros, que no tienen fondo,
será el perfume que al andar desprende de su piel de seda,
será mi mente que no la comprende, pero la desea.
Hay algo en ella que me da la vida,
que no he descubierto, pero me da igual,
hay algo en ella que la hace distinta,
y que la prefiera entre las demás.
Y no se ni de donde viene, ni se para donde va,
se que cuando no estas cerca mío,
todas las cosas van mal.
Hay algo en ella que es como un bocado dulce y peligroso,
cuando la pruebas quieres repetirla y siempre sabe a poco,
después que entraste tiene el mismo efecto de una droga nueva,
que te hace daño, te enferma, te mata pero nunca deja.
Hay algo en ella que me da la vida,
que no he descubierto, pero me da igual,
hay algo en ella que la hace distinta,
y que la prefiera entre las demás.
Y no se ni de donde viene, ni se para donde va,
se que cuando no estas cerca mío,
todas las cosas van mal.
Hay algo en ella que me da la vida,
que no he descubierto, pero me da igual,
hay algo en ella que la hace distinta,
y que la prefiera entre las demás.
Y no se ni de donde viene, ni se para donde va,
se que cuando no estas cerca mío,
todas las cosas van mal.
There's Something About Her...
There's something about her that drives me crazy and makes me go wild,
without realizing it, I've become someone else, and I no longer recognize myself,
it must be because of that body of hers, with perfect curves,
that provokes me, deceives my soul, and makes me lose myself.
There's something about her, new and different, murky and dangerous,
it must be her eyes, her black abysses, that have no bottom,
it must be the perfume she releases as she walks with her silky skin,
it must be my mind that doesn't understand her, but desires her.
There's something about her that gives me life,
that I haven't discovered, but I don't care,
there's something about her that makes her different,
and makes me prefer her over the others.
And I don't know where she comes from, nor where she's going,
I know that when you're not close to me,
everything goes wrong.
There's something about her that's like a sweet and dangerous bite,
once you taste her, you want more and it always feels like too little,
after you've indulged, it has the same effect as a new drug,
that harms you, makes you sick, kills you but never leaves.
There's something about her that gives me life,
that I haven't discovered, but I don't care,
there's something about her that makes her different,
and makes me prefer her over the others.
And I don't know where she comes from, nor where she's going,
I know that when you're not close to me,
everything goes wrong.
There's something about her that gives me life,
that I haven't discovered, but I don't care,
there's something about her that makes her different,
and makes me prefer her over the others.
And I don't know where she comes from, nor where she's going,
I know that when you're not close to me,
everything goes wrong.