Acariciar Tu Pelo
Los Bric a Brac
Caress Your Hair
Aaaaaaa, aaaaa, aaaaa, aaaaaaa.
Aaaaaaa, aaaaa, aaaaa, aaaaaaa.
Caressing your hair,
singing to your smile,
taking your hand,
and walking without hurry.
If I was never a poet,
when I think of you,
I believe I can sing
to love.
Sing, songs that I want to sing,
tell me, where can I find you.
Aaaaaaa, aaaaa, aaaaa, aaaaaaa.
Aaaaaaa, aaaaa, aaaaa, aaaaaaa.
Music. (Guitar solo).
If I was never a poet,
when I think of you,
I believe I can sing
to love.
Sing, songs that I want to sing,
tell me, where can I find you.
Aaaaaaa, aaaaa, aaaaa, aaaaaaa.
Aaaaaaa, aaaaa, aaaaa, aaaaaaa.
Aaaaaaa, aaaaa, aaaaa, aaaaaaa.
Aaaaaaa, aaaaa, aaaaa, aaaaaaa....
