Pobre Tu Alma
Anahí
Poor Your Soul
You have problems, I know
You say my name backwards
If I arrive, you're already leaving
You take what you give
You say tomorrow and it's today
I'm tired of loving you
So sweet and so fatal
Honey with lemon and salt
You disturb me, you make me feel good and bad
Your way of loving drives me crazy
No, no, you're not going to change
Kisses of fire, drops of water
(Nights of ice, flights without wings)
Roses that hurt, laughter that attacks
(You kill me)
With those turns, with those claws
(That tear me apart, that make me bleed)
Poor your soul, poor you
Stay without me
Stay without me
I danced on the rope for you
I let you make me
Just half
Of your unhappiness
You stepped on my heart
Between words of love
Lies of truth
Tragic tenderness
I got tired of being your victim
I got bored of your movie
No, no, you're not going to change
Kisses of fire, drops of water
(Nights of ice, flights without wings)
Roses that hurt, laughter that attacks
(You kill me)
With those turns, with those claws
(That tear me apart, that make me bleed)
Poor your soul, poor you
Stay without me
Stay without me
Don't torture me anymore, don't hurt me anymore
It was enough sickness to play your game
Kisses of fire, drops of water
Laughter that attacks, you kill me
Kisses of fire, drops of water
(Nights of ice, flights without wings)
Roses that hurt, laughter that attacks
(You kill me)
With those turns, with those claws
(That tear me apart, that make me bleed)
Poor your soul, poor you
Stay without me
Kisses of fire, drops of water
(Nights of ice, flights without wings)
Roses that hurt, laughter that attacks
(You kill me)
With those turns, with those claws
(That tear me apart, that make me bleed)
Poor your soul, poor you
Stay without me (oh, oh, oh)
Stay without me (oh, oh, oh)
Stay without me
