Mujer de Carne y Hueso

These times without reasons
To write a song
Few give away poems
Serenades or a flower
Everything is a Persian market
From Mexico to Istanbul
Everyone has their price
Their bill or their value

A beautiful lady
Married for interests
If the husband doesn't have enough
A lover and it's over
Looks to one side, looks to the other
And if no one looked at her
It's enough that the guy swears
That she didn't tell anyone

In this soulless city
Where everything was sold
Now we are invisible
Those who speak of love

That's why I sell the reasons
To write a song
Sadness, joys
A kiss, a flower

I sell, I sell, I sell
I sell you a song
A thousand lived poems
And a love story

That's why I sell the reasons
To write a song
Nostalgias, solitudes
And a love story

I sell, I sell, I sell
I sell you a song
Sadness, joys
And I give you a flower

Extra? A love is sought

I want a woman of flesh and bone
Not a woman of price and bill
I want a woman of kiss and sex
Wine, bread, and pure soul

In this time we are living
A great disillusion
Nobody wants your affection
If you can't buy their love
Oh no?

I want a woman of flesh and bone
Not a woman of price and bill
I want a woman of kiss and sex
Wine, bread, and pure soul
That I don't want a bill

A beautiful lady
Sold her love for interests
Today she lives regretting
Living crying her mistake
You see?

I want a woman of flesh and bone
Not a woman of price and bill
I want a woman of kiss and sex
Wine, bread, and pure soul

Who gives me her beautiful love
And doesn't sell me her kisses
To give her a lot of affection
I want a woman
Of flesh and bone

Of flesh and bone
Of flesh and bone

Guayacán
What what what what what

I want a woman of flesh and bone
Not a woman of price and bill

That I don't want a priced love
I don't want bought pleasure?

I want a woman of flesh and bone
Not a woman of price and bill

A beautiful love is sought
A sincere love is sought

I want a woman of flesh and bone
Not a woman of price and bill

Come with me
You know that I give good things
I give you valuable things
I give you fine things

I want a woman of flesh and bone
Not a woman of price and bill

Even if people say
That you are interested, come
Don't pay attention to them
Because I don't care about anything
Nothing more

I want a woman of flesh and bone
Not a woman of price and bill

Give it to me good, that's more than price and bill
Oh! And you already know
That's what there is