Hay Algo En Ella...

There's something about her that drives me crazy and makes me go wild,
without realizing it, I've become someone else, and I no longer recognize myself,
it must be because of that body of hers, with perfect curves,
that provokes me, deceives my soul, and makes me lose myself.

There's something about her, new and different, murky and dangerous,
it must be her eyes, her black abysses, that have no bottom,
it must be the perfume she releases as she walks with her silky skin,
it must be my mind that doesn't understand her, but desires her.

There's something about her that gives me life,
that I haven't discovered, but I don't care,
there's something about her that makes her different,
and makes me prefer her over the others.

And I don't know where she comes from, nor where she's going,
I know that when you're not close to me,
everything goes wrong.

There's something about her that's like a sweet and dangerous bite,
once you taste her, you want more and it always feels like too little,
after you've indulged, it has the same effect as a new drug,
that harms you, makes you sick, kills you but never leaves.

There's something about her that gives me life,
that I haven't discovered, but I don't care,
there's something about her that makes her different,
and makes me prefer her over the others.

And I don't know where she comes from, nor where she's going,
I know that when you're not close to me,
everything goes wrong.

There's something about her that gives me life,
that I haven't discovered, but I don't care,
there's something about her that makes her different,
and makes me prefer her over the others.

And I don't know where she comes from, nor where she's going,
I know that when you're not close to me,
everything goes wrong.