Cecilia (part. Fito Paez)

Cecilia always speaks her mind
And hardly ever thinks like me
If I'm hungry, she looks in the pantry
And cooks me some kisses with rice
Cecilia sleeps well accompanied
Because often I accompany her
When she gets tired of being in love
I give her a dress and some love
My joy, my poison, my passion
Cecilia has some fantasies
And some fantasies I have
I trade hers for mine
And they come true between us
Cecilia knows so much about my life
Because she has lived as much as I have
Every Saturday a fight and goodbye
Every Sunday reconciliation
I like talking to her without speaking

I have a girlfriend
From a good family
With phobias
And fetishes
Crystal and sidewalk
I have in my bed
A Venus in flames
A naked doubt
A silk mine
My little doll
Ray of shadow
Carpet kitten
Palermo and Gran Vía
My dream, my wakefulness
My addiction, Cecilia

Cecilia looks for impossible loves
That's why our love was possible
Cecilia, so haughty and so sensitive
So diva and so nobody like me
My joy, my poison
My passion

I have a girlfriend
From a good family
With fetishes
And phobias
Crystal and sidewalk
I have in my bed
A Venus in flames
A naked doubt
A silk mine
My little doll
Ray of shadow
Carpet kitten
Palermo and Gran Vía
My dream, my wakefulness
My addiction, Cecilia