Que Bonita, Que Bonita
Vicente Fernández
How Beautiful, How Beautiful
How beautiful, how beautiful
How beautiful is the morning
It's true, I'm awake
Your dress is on my bed
Your kisses are on my skin
And you rest on my pillow
How beautiful, how beautiful
You look in the morning
How beautiful, how beautiful
How beautiful is the morning
I walked to your paradise
And tasted the apple
Your sins were mine
Before dawn
How beautiful, how beautiful
You look in the morning
How beautiful, how beautiful
How beautiful is the morning
I don't want to bother you
I won't kiss you or anything
I just want to admire you
To make you feel adored
How beautiful, how beautiful
You look in the morning
Later, when the water runs
Through your hair and body
I'll perfume you with love
And drink your desires
How beautiful, how beautiful
How beautiful is the morning
It's true, I'm awake
Your dress is on my bed
Your kisses are on my skin
And you rest on my pillow
How beautiful, how beautiful
You look in the morning
How beautiful, how beautiful
How beautiful is the morning
I walked to your paradise
And tasted the apple
Your sins were mine
Before dawn
How beautiful, how beautiful
You look in the morning
How beautiful, how beautiful
How beautiful is the morning
I don't want to bother you
I won't kiss you or anything
I just want to admire you
To make you feel adored
How beautiful, how beautiful
You look in the morning
Later, when the water runs
Through your hair and body
I'll perfume you with love
And drink your desires
How beautiful, how beautiful
How beautiful is the morning
