Yo Soy Tu Maestro

Baby, I'll be there
Waiting for your love
You kind of forget who you're talking to

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 that you love him?
When I know that I am the owner of your bed

I am your teacher, who knew how to teach you
I know even the most intimate part of your body
How is it possible that you tell me that you love him?
When I know that I am the owner of your bed

When you were afflicted in me you found love
You believed me capable of those that would break your heart
With me your gray days saw the sun again
And now you tell me that you have returned to your old love
And that you want him, you love him and you are going to marry him
You try to make me suffer so that one day I will come to hate you
But the more you try, my love gets bigger

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 that you love him?
When I know that I am the owner of your bed

I am your teacher, who knew how to teach you
I know even the most intimate part of your body
How is it possible that you tell me that you love him?
When I know that I am the owner of your bed

What you tell me, Cool brother, you must resign yourself
And that's the kind of advice I don't want to hear
I can't go on living
If you are not by my side

Come back, I need you, woman, ideal
Come back, my body misses your heat
Come back, I need you, woman, ideal
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 that you love him?
When I know that I am the owner of your bed

I am your teacher, who knew how to teach you
I know even the most intimate part of your body
How is it possible that you tell me that you love him?
When I know that I am the owner of your bed

And I remember those kisses as if they were yesterday
The sweetness of your lips, which to me tasted like honey
My body little by little entering your being
Oh, cash, and the tenderness of your skin
Whispers in your ears that made you excited
How good we felt when it came to loving
Every minute, every second we used to enjoy, baby
But now you're gone

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 that you love him?
When I know that I am the owner of your bed

I am your teacher, who knew how to teach you
I know even the most intimate part of your body
How is it possible that you tell me that you love him?
When I know that I am the owner of your bed

Baby I'll be there
Waiting for your love