Cama Tibia
Los Yonic's
Warm Bed
A clock every day and champagne
Irregular stage of two lovers
And although each has their own thing
To fill themselves with pleasure they usually come together
They don't love each other but they return to the place
She is married and has a good home
He is happy with his wife and 3 children
Their meetings are for discreet sex
And their story is similar to ours
The difference is that in us there is love
Ours is a great uncontrolled bonfire
Where either of us stokes the fire
It's a volcano that has erupted a thousand times
And each time its awakening is more intense
It's the meeting of the thorn with the flower
It's like a vice that
Incites and dominates you
It's the nerve-wracking tick-tock of a clock
It's a warm bed and champagne that fascinates us
You say crying that this must end
That our condition as lovers is not right
That you're afraid someone might suspect
That you can't explain why you come back to me
If you don't understand, I'll explain it to you again
Ours is a great uncontrolled bonfire
Where either of us stokes the fire
It's a volcano that has erupted a thousand times
And each time its awakening is more intense
You deny and your body craves my warmth
You must make your reason understand that this is forbidden
Stay at home and calm your heart
For I have tried a thousand times and couldn't
A clock, warm bed and champagne
