Agarra, Agarra

If you want my love
You have to win me over
A little more each day
You have to give me a lot of love
You have to like me
And not contradict me
It has to be like this, all cuddled up
Caressing me
Giving me little kisses
Anywhere

On the street, in the square
Or inside the car
Even there in the living room
Far from your parents
It's in this grabbing
This catching
This kissing
That I want to love you