Amor Enfermo
Banda MS de Sergio Lizárraga
Sick Love
The truth embarrasses me, I despair
I can't talk to you, with words of love
I'm not romantic, I only talk about airplanes,
Machine guns, damnation
I had to get sick
To express myself, to sing you this song
Of love
But if you kiss me I sense something here
Inside detonating my heart your lips have
The gunpowder your special style when you hug me
I fragment when you activate a feeling
And instantly an explosion inside because
You make me tremble forgive me again the illness
You caught the anthrax virus and the corridos too
You love them you get sick too and you roll up your sleeves
And that makes me love you more and when you throw me
A look with the power of persuasion
Those looks are more accurate than the r-15 that the
Men of the macho prieto bring bursts of kisses
You have shot me they don't stop them not even with armored ones
Your nails are sharp more dangerous more sinister
Than the knife that the ondeado brings your lips
Have the gunpowder a special style when
You hug me I fragment when you activate
A feeling and instantly an explosion
Inside because you make me tremble
Forgive me again the illness
You caught the anthrax virus
And the corridos you love them too
You get sick too and you roll up your sleeves and that
Makes me love you more..