Conciencia
Mario Pereyra Y Su Banda
Conscience
She has the magic of a moment of love
Her gaze a touch of mystery
When she arrives, I always tend to lose control
I won't be the same again if I kiss her
Conscience tells me I can't love her
And the heart screams that I should
Conscience holds me back
When I'm about to love her
And the heart pushes me to hell
To the abyss, sweet and tender of her kisses
When a love clings to the heart
And conscience has no reason
Advice is useless
When you taste the fruit of love
When you learn to feel more than once
There's no other choice
Than to give love sky and wings
And make the difficult the most beautiful
Conscience tells me
That I should forget her
And the heart screams that I can't
Conscience doesn't know
That you can't do more
When you become a prisoner of kisses
Of an 'I love you'
Of desire
Of the heart
When a love clings to the heart
And conscience has no reason
Advice is useless
When you taste the fruit of love
When you learn to feel more than once
There's no other choice
Than to give love sky and wings
And make the difficult the most beautiful