No te enfades conmigo

Don't get mad at me
whenever I find myself
in your arms.
I don’t know what I’m saying
and I make you nervous,
and I contradict myself
because the soft heat
of your body
gets me all tangled up
and you get mad at me.

Don't get mad at me
because the blame for my bad luck
lies with fate.

I love you like crazy,
you have a soft spot for me,
and even though I’m
happy with little,
it's not enough, my dear,
oh.

I have a rose in my garden
just in case you feel like resting.

A break in your path,
your kiss and another of mine,
and a night
where I drown again.

Darling,
you have a soft spot for me,
and even though I’m
happy with little,
it's not enough, my dear.
Oh.

Don't get mad at me
every time I find myself
in your arms.
I don’t know what I’m saying
and I make you nervous,
and I contradict myself
because the soft heat
of your body
gets me all tangled up,
oh.

I have a rose in my garden
just in case you feel like resting.
A break in your path,
your kiss and another of mine,
and a night
where I drown again.

Darling,
you have a soft spot for me,
and even though I’m
happy with little,
it's not enough, my dear.
Hey.