Amor de Juventud (part. Pedro Aznar)

He steals roses
Through the gardens of his neighborhood
The afternoon is a total accomplice
And there's always someone who sees him
And laughs unintentionally
Turning back time

She plucks
Daisies in her room
Last night she treated him so badly
And he always comes back
With that I don't know what
That leaves breathless

Youthful love
His arms for the first time
Youthful love
A kiss and it's infinite
Youthful love

They meet
To study early in the morning
No one can separate them
And some afternoons there's something more
A sensual magic
That runs through their bodies

He looks for ways
To tell her he loves her
He doesn't know where to start
He reads her poems non-stop
He wants to make sure
That he feels the same

Youthful love
His arms for the first time
Youthful love
A kiss and it's infinite
Youthful love