Me Gusta Ser Sonrisa

Strong looks, kisses of love
Intermittent yes and now no
You pretend to be artist and spectator
But your shadow invites me to love
And your gaze enters my being
It already lives inside, you see

I like being a smile
To always be on your lips
I like being a poetess
Metaphorize sea, sea over you
Over you

Gearbox, my heart
Wearing suspenders creates passion
Its thousand movements
To the rhythm of that song

I can kiss you, I can learn from you
Tell lies, disappear
You must forbid me with you
To dream again

I like being a smile
To always be on your lips
I like being a poetess
Metaphorize sea, sea over you

Romantic illusion of a lover
Don't throw away your affection
Just bring it, bring it

I like being a smile
To always be on your lips
I like being a poetess
Metaphorize sea, sea

I like being a smile
To always be on your lips
I like being a poetess
Metaphorize sea, sea, over you

Over you, over you, over you, over you, over you
Over you, over you, over you, over you