La Peleíta

Give me your heart
Small like a lemon
You give me your heart
Small like a lemon

Hey look, little one, I know you like it
When you get feisty, you like it, little one
The little fight
But I want to know
What your heart is made of
I want to know if it's sweet
Or bitter

Give me your heart
Small like a lemon
You give me your heart
Small like a lemon

Hey look, little one, I know you like it
When you get feisty, you like it, little one
The little fight

I feel it when you sing
Like a shiver, cold
Like a little thing that I don't understand
How can I explain it to you
Sometimes I feel, sometimes I sing
Sometimes I sleep
But sometimes I bite

Give me your heart
Small like a lemon
You give me your heart
Small like a lemon

Hey girl, don't be cruel
I put on carnation perfume today
And I've come like a brush
To run it over your skin
If there's no motel around
Well, under the tablecloth, woman
I'll be frank
If you don't give it to me
I'll take it from you
Mama, I'm not weak
Smoke coming out of my ears
Like a chimney
This guy pees for you, Dulcinea
He bullfights the ugly ones
And bombards the pretty ones

Give me your heart
Small like a lemon

Give it to me, give it to me
Give me your heart, I want to know why not
You give it to me
There are so many people in your life
That I don't know if I fit
But I don't want to enter
I don't say anything to you
But my guitar does, my guitar does
Give me your heart

Give me your heart
Small like a lemon (give me your Colombian heart)
You give me your heart (that heart from Spain, that Spain)
Small like a lemon (Puerto Rican heart)

You are a perfect candidate
To go sailing with this pirate
There's a connection here and it's not cybernetic
This carriage has good genetics
No beautiful woman escapes me
This South American doesn't eat any cachapa
There's a connection here and it's not cybernetic
This carriage has good genetics

Hey girl, don't be cruel
I put on carnation perfume today
And I've come like a brush
To run it over your skin
If there's no motel around
Well, under the tablecloth, woman
I'll be frank
If you don't give it to me
I'll take it from you
Mama, I'm not weak

Hey girl, don't be cruel
I put on carnation perfume today
And I've come like a brush
To run it over your skin
If there's no motel around
Well, under the tablecloth, woman
I'll be frank
If you don't give it to me
I'll take it from you
Mama, I'm not weak

Hey girl, don't be cruel
I put on carnation perfume today
And I've come like a brush
To run it over your skin
If there's no motel around
Well, under the tablecloth, woman
I'll be frank
If you don't give it to me
I'll take it from you
Mama, I'm not weak