A Contratiempo
12 Tribus
Offbeat
Offbeat I want to sing to you
That this doesn't sprout just anywhere
I want to tell you nice things
That the feeling doesn't wither
Offbeat your lips fly
I watch your steps and your hands get jealous
Photograph of your past
To the maze that has led me
I've searched for you everywhere
And found much more than that
Luck gave a little gift
To this lucky gentleman
Offbeat your body invites
I touch your shoulders and your back screams
Let your little eyes show me affection
That have known me since I was a child
I've searched for you everywhere
And found much more than that
Luck gave a little gift
To this lucky gentleman
Offbeat I want to sing to you
Offbeat I want to sing to you
Offbeat I want to sing to you
And with my mouth I want to hug you (x4)