Tu Maestro

I am your teacher
Who knew how to teach you
I was the second in your life
But the first to love you
How is it possible that you tell me you love him
When I know I am the owner of your bed
I am your teacher
Who knew how to teach you
I know every intimate part of your body
How is it possible that you tell me you love him
When I know I am the owner of your bed

When you were distressed
In me you found love
You believed I was capable of breaking your heart
With me, your sad days saw the sun again
And now you tell me you've returned to your old love
And that you love him, you want him, and you're going to marry him
You try to make me suffer so that one day I'll come to hate you
But the more you try, the more my love grows...

What your brother tells me, you must resign yourself
And those are the kind of advice I don't want to hear
I can't keep living if you're not by my side...
Come back, I need you, ideal woman...
Come back, my body misses your warmth...
Come back, I need you, ideal woman...
Come back, I'm burning with passion...

I am your teacher
Who knew how to teach you
I was the second in your life
But the first to love you
How is it possible that you tell me you love him
When I know I am the owner of your bed
I am your teacher
Who knew how to teach you
I know every intimate part of your body
How is it possible that you tell me you love him
When I know I am the owner of your bed

And I remember those kisses as if it were yesterday
The sweetness of your lips that tasted like honey to me
My body slowly entering your being, oh God, and the tenderness of your skin...
Whispers in your ears that made you excited
How good we felt when making love
We used to enjoy every minute, every second
Baby, but now you're not here...

I am your teacher
Who knew how to teach you
I was the second in your life
But the first to love you
How is it possible that you tell me you love him
When I know I am the owner of your bed
I am your teacher
Who knew how to teach you
I know every intimate part of your body
How is it possible that you tell me you love him
When I know I am the owner of your bed

I am your teacher
Who knew how to teach you
I was the second in your life
But the first to love you
How is it possible that you tell me you love him
When I know I am the owner of your bed
I am your teacher
Who knew how to teach you
I know every intimate part of your body
How is it possible that you tell me you love him
When I know I am the owner of your bed