Alquitrán y Carmín

If I ever kissed you more than I should
When I count fifty, you add twenty more
If I married your kisses rusted by the
Cigarette smoke, it's because I'm the same

If I became addicted to being your company
Perhaps excessively, it seems you are my cross
I still remember when you said that without me you are not you

If I don't know how to be without your soft kiss
Without the lack of screws that you made me lose
If I don't know how to be without your photo in my pocket
Without the tips of my fingers sculpted in your skin

If I didn't know how to make an 'o' with a straw
When I finally met you caressing my voice
In that old high school in the bathrooms so small and so precocious

I want to be faithful to the manual of excesses
Kiss your kisses, step on your steps, fill my glasses with you

And when you kill me, tell them I wasn't good
That I was very dark inside and
My breath encouraged tar and carmine

If I have escaped ten times this year
From your blows and scratches, your coal torture
If I returned so many times from my escape because the
Damage was greater with the absence of pain

If I became addicted to being your company
Every time I came back to risk my health
I still remember when you said that without me you are not you

I still remember when you said that without me you are not you

I want to be faithful to the manual of excesses
Kiss your kisses, step on your steps, fill my glasses with you

And when you kill me, tell them I wasn't good
That I was very dark inside and
My breath encouraged tar and carmine

I want to be faithful to the manual of excesses
It tells me you should be closer than far
And when you kill me, tell them I wasn't good
That I was very dark inside and
My breath encouraged tar and carmine

If I ever kissed you more than I should
When I count fifty, you add twenty more
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