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At first sight
I'm not what you're used to
They say I'm a masochist
Because I carry a couple of sorrows from the past

The truth is you're far from perfect
And even less for me
But when you speak to me in my ear
I forget it, let's leave it like that

I stole Cupid's arrows so I wouldn't fall in love
But on the way, I stabbed myself
I didn't listen to Juan Luis' songs again so I wouldn't think of you
But on the way, I dug it

Stay and dance with me
Come stay and dance because
I stole Cupid's arrows so I wouldn't fall in love
But on the way, I stabbed myself

You don't know whether to call me or wait for my call
If you can hold on until the weekend
And you know well that no

There's no pretending we're friends
Without the bed, we're not the same
And I lose my reason

The truth is you're far from perfect
And even less for me
But when you speak to me in my ear
I forget it, let's leave it like that

I stole Cupid's arrows so I wouldn't fall in love
But on the way, I stabbed myself
I didn't listen to Juan Luis' songs again so I wouldn't think of you
But on the way, I dug it

Stay and dance with me
Come stay and dance because
I stole Cupid's arrows so I wouldn't fall in love
But on the way, I stabbed myself