No Me Pidas Que No Te Ame Asi
Sandro
Don't Ask Me Not to Love You Like This
The night
Got lost in your hair
The moon
Clung to your skin
And the sea
Felt jealous
And wanted to be
In your eyes too
Your mouth,
Sensual, dangerous
Your hands
Are sweetness
Your breath
Fatal slow fire
That burns my desires
And my heart
Tenderness
That you hurry without haste
Caresses
That love offers
Whims
Very slowly spoken
Between the shadows
Of a soft interior
I love you
And nothing else matters
Life
Has decreed it so
If you want
I'll give you the world
But don't ask me
Not to love you like this
If you want
I'll give you the world
But don't ask me
Not to love you like this
Not to love you like this
Not to love you like this
