Amor A La Mexicana

I don't want compassion
I don't want pity
I want a tough love that can make me tremble
I want your flavor
I want your sweat
I want your madness that drives me crazy

Pure cane, pure love

Love Mexican style
Of cumbia, huapango, and son
Horse, boot, and hat
Tequila, tobacco, and rum
Love Mexican style
Hot to the rhythm of the sun
Slowly and then it kills me
My macho from the heart
Love Mexican style
Of cumbia, huapango, and son
Horse, boot, and hat
Tequila, tobacco, and rum
Love Mexican style
Hot to the rhythm of the sun
Slowly and then it kills me
My macho from the heart
Love Mexican style
Love Mexican style
Love Mexican style
Love Mexican style

I want it soft
I want it rough
I want it to reach the depths of my heart
I want it slow
I always want more
I want it to scare me until I lose my mind

Pure cane, pure love

Love Mexican style
Of cumbia, huapango, and son
Horse, boot, and hat
Tequila, tobacco, and rum
Love Mexican style
Hot to the rhythm of the sun
Slowly and then it kills me
My macho from the heart
Love Mexican style
Of cumbia, huapango, and son
Horse, boot, and hat
Tequila, tobacco, and rum
Love Mexican style
Hot to the rhythm of the sun
Slowly and then it kills me
My macho from the heart
Love Mexican style

(Love Mexican style)
Oh, I want your love to reach the depths of my heart
(Love Mexican style)
And in your madness, I want to lose my mind
(Love Mexican style)
Softly, slowly, that's what I want
(Love Mexican style)
With affection, with delirium, I die