Corazón Delator
Soda Stereo
Telltale Heart
A lure
There is something hidden in every sensation
She seems suspicious
She seems to discover, in me, weakness
The vestiges of a bonfire
Oh my heart turns telltale
Betraying me
Due to carelessness
I was a victim of everything once
She can perceive it
Nothing can prevent the fragility in me
It's the course of things
Oh my heart turns telltale
My handcuffs open
A soft whip, a premonition
They draw sores on the hands
A sweet throb, the intimate key
They are falling from my lips
A lure
There is something hidden in every sensation
She seems suspicious
She seems to perceive, in me; that that love
It's like an ocean of fire
Oh my heart turns telltale
The fever will come again
A soft whip, a premonition
They draw sores on the hands
A sweet throb, the intimate key
They are falling from my lips
Like a mantra, from my lips
From my lips
