Palabras
Los Nietos De Sinaloa
Words
I can't tell you that I love you,
I can't act for myself,
I haven't been able to tell you what I feel,
here inside me,
watching you walk makes me shiver,
with your melodious walk I go crazy,
I like your eyes,
your smile and your red lips.
Words are just words,
I can't combine them with my guitar,
I can't compose any song for you,
that speaks only of us.
I haven't been able to write anything good,
something that tells you I love you,
I haven't managed to join letter with letter,
like the poet does.
Words are just words,
I can't combine them with my guitar,
I can't compose any song for you,
that speaks only of us.
Words are just words,
I can't combine them with my guitar,
I can't compose any song for you,
that speaks only of us,
that speaks only of us,
that speaks only of us.