Calor
Conchita Velasco
Heat
What heat in the city
What heat, what heat
It's impossible to bear
What heat, what heat
The clothes become annoying
What heat, what heat
How nice the sea must be
What heat, what heat
I want to hold your hand
And walk along the beach
What heat, what heat
What heat in the city
What heat, what heat
The wind doesn't want to blow
What heat, what heat
The streets become burning
What heat, what heat
There's no cool place to be
What heat, what heat
I want to hold your hand
And walk along the beach
What heat, what heat
I want to hold your hand
And walk along the beach
What heat, what heat
What heat in the city
What heat, what heat
It's impossible to bear
What heat, what heat
The clothes become annoying
What heat, what heat
How nice the sea must be
What heat, what heat
I want to hold your hand
And walk along the beach
What heat, what heat
I want to hold your hand
And walk along the beach
What heat, what heat
I want to hold your hand
And walk along the beach
What heat, what heat
