Soun Tha Mi Primer Amor

I look for, I look for a container to place the present present
That I bring in my right hand and that the spouse says they call
Love, love, love... or passion, confusion or fear
Or a glass of wine or a bouquet of flowers or a letter
That says beautiful things about life in prose
And ends saying: Forever.

I give you my first love x3
(Pick up x8) x2

And the night before last among whiskey stars,
The tiredness of both settles on the hard sidewalks,
You seemed to me a jar where I can place it through kisses,
Through verses and verses that I make for both of us
With my mouth shaped like a trumpet,
And it plays and plays a note on your lower lip
And the others stay on the tip of my tongue.

I give you my first love x3
(Pick up x8) x2
(Pick up x16) x1