Fiebre de Ti
El Nene
Fever of You
This fatal love, that grips my mind
This fever of you, these vehement desires
This hellish heat
That embraces my forehead
Forgiving you everything
Your past and present
But it can't be, no
Going towards you would
Leave on the path of my life
The remains of my manhood
Tear me away, my God
This morbid idea
Of always desiring her
Above all things
No, but it can't be, no
Going towards you would
Leave on the path of my life
The remains of my manhood
Tear me away, tear me away, my God
This, this morbid idea
Of always desiring her
Above all things
