Flaca (part. Alejandro Sanz)

Skinny, don't stab me in the back with your knives
So deep, they don't hurt me
They don't harm me

Far away, in the center of the Earth
The roots of love
Where they were, they will remain

Among the 'don't forget me' I left our forgotten Aprils
At the bottom of the guest room closet
They were golden times of a better past
Although I almost make a mistake and tell you little by little
Don't lie to me, don't tell me the truth
Don't stay silent, don't raise your voice
Don't ask for forgiveness
Although I almost confess to you
That I have also been a loyal dog, a bloodhound
An ideal dog that learned to bark
To return home to be able to eat

Skinny, don't stab me in the back with your knives
So deep, they don't hurt me
They don't harm me

Uh, uh, far away, in the center of the Earth
The roots of love
Where they were, they will remain

Skinny, don't stab me in the back with your knives
So deep, they don't hurt me
They don't harm me