Ámame
Olga María
Love Me
A drop of your love
Fell into my soul
And in a sea of white sheets
I asked you, love me
You were lips and love
You were, body and ardor
I was burning
You were gentle rain and wind
I asked you, love me
Love me
Like you did yesterday
Love me
Love me
Like ivy to the oak
Love me
My life, love me
Even if you pretend warmth
Even if you lie about love
I'm not hurt
What matters is feeling loved, ah
Love me, love me
Woah
Love me
Like ivy to the oak, oh
Love me
Oh oh oh oh
Love me
Like the rose to the thorn, oh
Love me
My life, love me
Love me
