De Puta Madre

You don't know how much I feel it
but you're inside me
and even if a lot of time passes
how I love the spice!

I don't want to think about anything
I want to forget about you
Tuesday mornings
how I love the spice!

How long the nights become
how hard it is for me to sleep
today I'm going to be sincere
how I love the spice!

And there will be nothing on earth
like what binds me to you
the rest is crap
how I love the spice!