Con Mi Cara Tan Lavada
Kiara de Venezula
With My So Fresh Face
We meet, we meet in the same place
It's so beautiful to think that just yesterday I fainted in your arms
You take me afterwards like a goddess to the same room
You, such a clown, today you don't disarm me anymore
My vagabond, I feel nothing for you
You get up, turn around, our eyes meet
And I'm left with my face so fresh
I feel nothing, a poor knot in my throat doesn't overflow
I feel nothing, your caresses no longer reach my bones
And there's no spark in your mischievous lips
I feel nothing now, the bed is as cold as ice
I feel nothing, the sensations faded in my fingers and I'm left with my face so fresh
You take me afterwards like a goddess to the same room, you, such a clown, today you don't disarm me anymore
You can go, those sad clown acts don't fool me anymore
Because your laughter tastes so salty to me
I feel nothing, a poor knot in my throat doesn't overflow
I feel nothing, your caresses no longer reach my bones
And there's no spark in your mischievous lips
I feel nothing, now the bed is as cold as ice
I feel nothing, the sensations faded in my fingers
And I'm left with my face so fresh (repeat)