Sentir Su Calor

I made a wish
on the night of San Juan
and to the star that crossed the sky
because I know there is nothing, nothing like it.

I want to feel his heat
feel his heat
I want to sleep in the love of his skin,
I want to feel his heat,
feel him around
I want to sleep in the love of his skin.

I want to light the fire
and quench my thirst,
in the doubts and in the moon
of his back and my chest, I. I want to feel his heat
feel his heat
I want to sleep in the love of his skin,
I want to feel his heat,
feel him around
I want to sleep in the love of his skin.

I want to be his even-leaf clover
and his odd daisy
be witness to his dreams
because I know there is nothing, nothing, no,
like feeling his heat