La Llama del Amor (part. Jairo deRemache y Farruquito)

Your love is criminal, it's like the effect of a magnet
Little by little, unintentionally, you attract my gaze
It's an explosion of emotion, you're the fire of a volcano
Wherever you go without mercy, the heart melts

I told you that, without warning, the flame of love
Grows and doesn't diminish
It burns and burns, don't deny that you know I give you
You have the blood of my veins

You have the key to my heart
The hand that arms and disarms me
You have my laughter, my breath
You have the coverage of my phone

The restless kiss I gave you drunk
And a knife from Albacete cuts
All the ties of reason
You have the puppet strings

I looked into your eyes and wanted to stay there
Like a sculpture in your gaze
Far from feeling imprisoned, I have to say
I live free and die for your gypsy face (oh)

I told you that, without warning, the flame of love
Grows and doesn't diminish
It burns and burns, don't deny that you know I give you
You have the blood of my veins

You have the key to my heart
The hand that arms and disarms me
You have my laughter, my breath
You have the coverage of my phone

The restless kiss I gave you drunk
And a knife from Albacete cuts
All the ties of reason
You have the puppet strings

My kisses are for you, for you
Loving you so much is going to kill me
I never had a love like this
With eyes the color of the sea

My kisses are for you, for you
Loving you so much is going to kill me
I never had a love like this
With eyes the color of the sea

I told you that, without warning, the flame of love
Grows and doesn't diminish
It burns and burns, don't deny that you know I give you
You have the blood of my veins

You have the key to my heart
The hand that arms and disarms me
You have my laughter, my breath
You have the coverage of my phone

The restless kiss I gave you drunk
And a knife from Albacete cuts
All the ties of reason
You have the puppet strings

She is a rose, he is a carnation
From their holy water, this love is watered
She is a rose, beautiful and lovely
He is a carnation that only wants to drink
From this holy water, that never withers
And waters this love, waters this love

She is a rose, beautiful and lovely
He is a carnation that only wants to drink
From this holy water, that never withers
And waters this love, waters this love