Perfume De Tu Piel
Francisca Valenzuela
Scent Of Your Skin
With my hands on your flesh
Still warm and hungry
I know it's late to talk
With the idea of a refreshment
Making a change as an excuse
I know I'll have to wait for you
I don't want to find
Remnants of someone else
If the scent of your skin
And the sound of your voice when you return
Are not the same
Are not the same
On the pillow and on your face
I see your guilt
I see your desires
You don't even try to touch
You remain free without chains
Mindful of my warning
Why does your mouth kiss differently?
I don't want to find
Remnants of someone else
If the scent of your skin
And the sound of your voice when you return
Are not the same
Are not the same
Behind my back, you
Behind your back, me
We pretend to believe
That we still know each other
But if you come with love/heat
I will pretend
I will pretend for you
I don't want to find
Remnants of someone else
If the scent of your skin
And the sound of your voice when you return
Are not the same
Are not the same
