Canela

Oh, oh, oh, fly
The scent of my skin on your cinnamon skin
If we are distanced, my soul freezes
Perfect soap opera couple, it's you and me

Oh, oh, oh, fly
Fly the scent of my skin on your cinnamon skin
If we are distanced, my soul freezes
Perfect soap opera couple, it's you and me

Where did this woman come from? Amen
Beauty with cinnamon skin
Serve another tea, prepare a coffee
By faith, my God, make me good
She loves me and moves away
I hear her complaints
Today she adored me, tomorrow she leaves me
I swear on my mother, that I'll look for you and buy you completely
Buy a dress, choose the dinner, be my delirium
I your sentence, heal my cold, embrace my sorrows, fill the void, light it and burn
Hey brunette, dance without shame
Ask for another song
You're burning up with goodness
I'm burning up my fingertips
I'm thinking about you in my themes
Oh, oh, oh, fly
The scent of my skin on your cinnamon skin
If we are distanced, my soul freezes
Perfect soap opera couple, it's you and me

Oh, oh, oh, fly
The scent of my skin on your cinnamon skin
If we are distanced, my soul freezes
Perfect soap opera couple, it's you and me, oh

Come closer and kiss me on the mouth that provokes me not to let you escape
Get excited and while you touch me, go crazy like the waves of the sea

My hands on your body
Your body between my hands
Touching you like a piano
I dress in case we leave
I set it up in case we smoke
Money in case we succeed
Finally coordinate
And land in the sky
And wayoyoyoi
I have good intentions
I want to wake up with you tomorrow
Wayoi wayoi
I have the feeling
That my inspiration flew away for a Mexican

Oh, oh, oh, fly
The scent of my skin on your cinnamon skin
If we are distanced, my soul freezes
Perfect soap opera couple, it's you and me
Oh, oh, oh, fly
The scent of my skin on your cinnamon skin
If we are distanced, my soul freezes
Perfect soap opera couple, it's you and me, oh
Hey brunette, dance without
Hey brunette
Cinnamon skin
Hey brunette, dance without
Hey brunette
Cinnamon skin