Regálame Una Rosa
Patricia Manterola
Give Me a Rose
Inevitably, in the midst of people the obligation is to be different
a touch of madness, perfume of adventure and made to fly looking for the moon
I too, with my gypsy side, need to see danger in love
take my word, the best stimulus is to throw the heart into the abyss.
Give me a rose, poisonous words,
pluck a 'I love you' with deceitful kisses
that make my mouth honey.
Give me a rose, poisonous thorns,
a slight flirt with danger in death
better than anything else
give me a rose.
If my philosophy is to devour life, words are superfluous
there are days when I can't land or don't want to, fantasy is somewhat vicious
here I am with my weaknesses, I want every last drop of pleasure
I never know where the limit is, and I risk because I want it to the core.
Give me a rose, poisonous words,
pluck an 'I love you' just like a bullfighter
extracts glory from the bull.
Give me a rose, dew and butterflies,
a leap into the void that sharpens my senses
my senses alert.
Give me a rose, poisonous words,
pluck an 'I love you' with treacherous kisses
that make my mouth honey.
Give me a rose, poisonous thorns,
a slight flirt with danger in death
better than anything else
give me a rose.