Caprichoso
Vanesa Martín
Capricious
Capricious, ruthless, we bite each other, we kiss
We hurt each other with the same hands we caress
You look at me, I advise you not to continue while I have my back turned
Sometimes I get tired of walking barefoot through your life
Suddenly you touch my hair
On my back, four fingers
And I stay still there
And I find myself at a crossroads
Of whether to stay with the desire
Or lie down and move on
When I don't have you
I look for you, I get lost and I consume myself
And when I find you
My smoke signals go astray
With the smoke of a cigarette, my eyes turn red
Some say you're not good for me
That this only entertains
From the slam of the door I gave yesterday
I broke the picture
You look at me, I advise you not to continue while I have my back turned
Sometimes I get tired of walking barefoot through your life
Suddenly you touch my hair
On my back, four fingers
And I stay still there
And I find myself at a crossroads
Of whether to stay with the desire
Or lie down and move on
When I don't have you
I look for you, I get lost and I consume myself
And when I find you
My smoke signals go astray
With the smoke of a cigarette, my eyes turn red
When I don't have you
I look for you, I get lost and I consume myself
And when I find you
My smoke signals go astray
With the smoke of a cigarette, my eyes turn red