Quién Como Tú / Simplemente Amigos

The scent of his pillow
You know it well
And the dampness of his white sheets too
How lucky you are that you can have him at your feet
Feeling his kisses on your mouth that taste like honey
Watching how you talk to him about love, time doesn't stop
And I have nothing to wait for, even if I stay in the air

That day by day you can have him
That only in your arms he falls asleep
That afternoon by afternoon you wait for him to arrive
That with tenderness you cure his fevers
Who like you

Always, as it is already customary
Day by day is the same
There's nothing to say
In front of people it's like that
Just friends simply friends and nothing more
But who knows in reality
What happens between the two
If each one, arriving at night, pretends a goodbye

How much I would give to shout our love to them
To tell them that when we close the door we love each other uncontrollably
That we wake up embraced
Eager to keep loving each other
But it's just that they don't really accept our love