Quien Como Tú
La Banda Al Rojo Vivo
Who Like You
The scent of her pillow, you know it well
and the dampness of her white sheets, too
what luck you have, that you can have her at your feet
feeling in your mouth, her kisses that taste like honey
watching how you talk to her about love,
time doesn’t stand still
I have nothing to wait for,
even if I’m left hanging...
Who like you, who day by day can have her
who like you, who only sleeps in your arms
who like you...
Who like you, who waits for you every afternoon
who like you, who with your caresses eases her fever
who like you...
Those crazy nights, you enjoy them well
and the dampness of her white sheets too
what luck you have, that you can have her at your feet
feeling in your mouth her kisses that taste like honey
watching how you talk to her about love,
time doesn’t stand still
I have nothing to wait for,
even if I’m left hanging...
Who like you, who day by day can have her
who like you, who only sleeps in your arms
who like you...
Who like you, who waits for her to arrive every afternoon
who like you, who with your caresses eases her fever
who like you...
