Yo lo que quiero

The breeze that touches her hair,
And they are insignificant things
But I don't know what's happening to me,
But I'm dying of jealousy
I'm jealous of the red of her lips,
Even of her mattress
Damn pain

They have told me that under her bed
She keeps my photo half destroyed
That she has it a little neglected
And that you can barely see my face
With all the things we lived together,
I can't believe it
What a pity of that yesterday

What I want, and desire
That a beautiful night, in the early morning
We meet once a week
Where the first time I kissed her...

When I see her on the street
She doesn't even look at me in the face anymore
I don't know how to explain
What I feel for her
With all the things we lived together,
I can't believe it
What a pity of that yesterday
What I want, and desire
That a beautiful night, in the early morning
We meet once a week
Where the first time I kissed her...

But tell me who consoles me
Because I think I've cried enough
I deserve someone who loves me
Like I fall in love
And it may be that it bothered me
That you didn't give me your whole life
That you only gave it to me in moments,
A piece of illusion

What I want, and desire
That a beautiful night, in the early morning...