Sonsonete

And with the son-son-sonnet
My soul hurts from loving you so much
That son-son-sonnet
That hurts me
And with the son-son-sonnet
My soul hurts from loving you so much
And with the son-son-sonnet
Love's roulette, my luck doesn't come

And now I want
To bring down stars so you feel the sky
Take a walk while I'm honest with you
And shout to the four winds that I love you

Are your customs
Are your little things and also your ways
That make, my love, me love you
You're my queen, you're my partner

I'm addicted to your skin and also to the street
Taking care of what's ours so nobody fails us
And even though I'm a singer and even though I have lovers
I only want you
And you stay, I'm going to love you until I die
And what hurts you, hurts me
The single women for me

And with the son-son-sonnet
My soul hurts from loving you so much
And with the son-son-sonnet
Love's roulette, my luck doesn't come

And with the son-son-sonnet
My soul hurts from loving you so much
And with the son-son-sonnet
Love's roulette, my luck doesn't come

And tonight get dressed up because I'll reach you wherever you are
So you see that I love you, so you see that I want you
So you see that this love comes first
The combo and the bag suit you well, huh

Are your customs
Are your little things and also your ways
That make, my love, me love you
You're my queen, you're my partner