No Me Toques
Caalú
Don't Touch Me
Part of your game was to treat me like a child
A sincere child who only knew how to love you
I thought about hugging you and loving you more and more
I thought about not leaving you and admiring you when waking up
I gave you my all, my poems, and my verses
Always so sincere, so naive to love
Maybe you mocked my senseless rhymes
And that's how you left me without wanting to wake up
Don't touch me were the words that hurt
Every cell, every pore of my body
As if my hands, as if my skin were going to hurt you
Don't touch me was the phrase that simply
Hurt that memory that existed in me
As if my lips, as if my heart were going to defile you
Always me suffering, always me who lost the most
You acting like nothing, only I knew how to love you
Maybe you mocked my twenty thousand 'I love you's
And that's how you left me without wanting to wake up
(and this is how you repay this love)
Don't touch me were the words that hurt
Every cell, every pore of my body
As if my hands, as if my skin were going to hurt you
Don't touch me was the phrase that simply
Hurt that memory that existed in me
As if my lips, as if my heart were going to defile you
Don't touch me were the words that hurt
Every cell, every pore of my body
As if my hands, as if my skin were going to hurt you
Don't touch me was the phrase that simply
Hurt that memory that existed in me
As if my lips, as if my heart were going to defile you