Los Secretos De Mi Almohada
Leo Mattioli
The Secrets of My Pillow
I love her more than ever
I miss her more than before
I feel her as always
Even though we are distant
I see her more beautiful
I notice she has changed
And now she is a woman
She has matured
And I love her more
I haven't forgotten her
I have traveled all over her body with my hands
And if she is compared
With another, she is nothing
She knows the secrets of my pillow
She knows what I like
And I love her more
I think of her and it hurts more, I mention her and it hurts me
I have her among my things even though a year has passed
We live apart, we sleep far apart
Without understanding where we went wrong
And I love her more
I haven't forgotten her
I have traveled all over her body with my hands
And if she is compared
With another, she is nothing
She knows the secrets of my pillow
She knows what I like
And I love her more
She knows what I like
And I love her more
And I haven't forgotten her
And I love her more
And I haven't forgotten her
And I love her more
And I haven't forgotten her
And I love her more
And I haven't forgotten her
And I love her more
And I haven't forgotten her
