El Es Mi Ídolo
Los Prisioneros
He is my Idol
He is so beautiful
It's so sexy
I don't understand
Where he grew up
It seems that he fell from a star
So clear
He magnificent
Looking at it is unbelievable
Touching it must be heartbreaking
He is, he is my idol
He is, he is my idol
On the streets
A thousand neighbors
He signs from a hotel
Smile like you're going crazy
He is, he is my idol
He is, he is my idol
We all run to the dressing room
We cry, we break the window
And he is next to me
The guitar in her white hands approaches me
And I wake up
He is, he is my idol
He is, he is my idol
He is, he is my idol
He is, he is my idol
