Fruta Fresca
Carlos Vives
Fresh Fruit
That kiss from your mouth
That tastes like fresh fruit
That escaped from your lips
And got into my head
That kiss I dream of
When sorrows haunt me
That takes me to the same sky
And brings me back to earth
That prays, prays, that prays
And even though there's no cure
The memory of your kisses
Drives me to madness
Yes, yes, yes
This love is so deep
That you are my favorite
And let the whole world know
That you are my favorite
The apple of my eye
The one who sweetens my life
The one who calms my anger
The one who looks prettier
When I take her to a party
The one who always in my bed
Lies down with the angels
Yes, yes, yes
This love is so deep
That you are my favorite
And let the whole world know
And let them say on the radio
That I truly love you
Let them say it in the newspapers
And after the soap opera
And on a sign that says
That there's no one like you
Let them say it in China
Let them say it on the Moon
Yes, yes, yes
This love is so deep
That you are my favorite
And let the whole world know
I will keep
I will keep
I will keep, I will keep, I will keep
I will keep
I will keep
Don't forget me
For I won't forget you
Yes, yes, yes
This love is so deep
That you are my favorite
And let the whole world know
Yes, yes, yes, fruit
This love is so deep
That you are my favorite
And let the whole world know
