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At first sight
I'm not what you're used to
They say I'm a masochist
Because I carry a couple of sorrows from the past

The truth is you're far from perfect
And even less for me
But when you speak to me in my ear
I forget, let's leave it like that

I stole Cupid's arrows to not fall in love
But on the way, I stabbed myself
I didn't listen to Juan Luis' songs again
To not think of you
But everything fits on the way

Stay and dance with me
Come stay and dance
Because I stole Cupid's arrows to not fall in love
But on the way, I stabbed myself

You don't know whether to call or wait for my call
If you can hold on until the weekend
And you know well that no
We shouldn't pretend we're friends
If in bed we're not the same
And I lose my reason

The truth is you're far from perfect
And even less for me
But when you speak to me in my ear
I forget, let's leave it like that

I stole Cupid's arrows to not fall in love
But on the way, I stabbed myself
I didn't listen to Juan Luis' songs again
To not think of you
But everything fits on the way

Stay and dance with me
Come, stay and dance because
I stole Cupid's arrows to not fall in love
But on the way, I stabbed myself