Amor de Extranjeros

Between your body and mine, there are no secrets
They travel the whole of each other
Since they met
What your mouth lacks are not kisses
It's the words that want to come out in the photo
And make ours their own

But when we suddenly try to put the words
And translate what happens in bed
The dictionary is useless

Our bodies have already spoken of love without saying 'I love you'
(Without saying 'I love you')
And they were already writing a book with kisses
(With kisses)
There is no more interesting word (no, no, no)
Than the silence of good lovers (yes, yes, yes)
Our bodies have already spoken of love

I have always been stuck, frozen, unable to communicate
And you see, I wanted to and I couldn't define it in detail, who knows

How do you say, really?
In a verbal way
What happens when you touch the sand and the sea
How do you say, really?
In a verbal way
What you and I do in the horizontal language

Our bodies have already spoken of love without saying 'I love you'
(Without saying 'I love you')
And they were already writing a book with kisses
(With kisses)
There is no more interesting word (no, no, no)
Than the silence of good lovers (yes, yes, yes)
Our bodies have already spoken of love

Camilo, uhhmmm

But when we suddenly try to put the words
And translate what happens in bed
The dictionary is useless

Our bodies have already spoken of love without saying 'I love you'
(Without saying 'I love you')
And they were already writing a book with kisses
(With kisses)
There is no more interesting word (no, no, no)
Than the silence of good lovers (yes, yes, yes)
Our bodies have already spoken of love, mmm