Cosas Del Amor
Roberto Moron y su Atentado Internacional
Things of Love
I have to confess that I can't forget you
That I can't calm the pain
Of being the owner of your body, your life, your kisses, your love
I have to confess that my anxiety didn't calm down, that I can't avoid my pain
Of being the owner of your body, your life, your kisses, your love
How to forget that night of pleasure
How to forget that I had you for the first time
How to forget if you live inside my heart, my love
I have to confess that I can't forget you
That I can't calm the pain
Of being the owner of your body, your life, your kisses, your love
How to forget that night of pleasure
How to forget that I had you for the first time
How to forget if you live inside my heart, my love
