Enfermo de Amor

I keep searching for you
turn it up, what you're listening to
The bandits reloaded (yeah)

I don’t know about her, not even on Myspace (don’t know about her)
she doesn’t leave a single text message (don’t know about her)
she doesn’t even answer the phone (don’t know about her)
maybe she found someone new (don’t know about her)

I don’t know about her, not even on Myspace (don’t know about her)
she doesn’t leave a single text message (don’t know about her)
she doesn’t even answer the phone (don’t know about her)
maybe she found someone new (don’t know about her)

Yandel:
I fell for a completely imaginary woman
who with just a few words, pierced my heart
without explanation (without explanation)
she disappeared (she disappeared)

playing with my heart
she even changed her name
she doesn’t leave me a message
baby hit me back, respond

playing with my heart
she even changed her name
she doesn’t leave me a message
baby hit me back, respond

Don Omar:
I’m sick with love, sick with love
sick with love
I’m sick with love, sick with love
sick with love
I’m sick with love, sick with love
sick with love
I’m sick with love, sick with love
sick with love

I don’t know about her, not even on Myspace (don’t know about her)
she doesn’t leave a single text message (don’t know about her)
she doesn’t even answer the phone (don’t know about her)
maybe she found someone new (don’t know about her)

I don’t know about her, not even on Myspace (don’t know about her)
she doesn’t leave a single text message (don’t know about her)
she doesn’t even answer the phone (don’t know about her)
maybe she found someone new (don’t know about her)

Wisin:
(hey baby) turn on the computer...
doctor
of passion and desire
for hours, tempting, from the heart
Wisin cries at night
not seeing you, my soul is pierced
and I keep searching for you, and you don’t show up
my love grows, grows
but sometimes it suffers the least deserving
I’m still here crying for months (come back)
so the suffering can end
all I have left is a photo
I’m worn out day by day
slowly, I jog
with a broken heart
you have the remote control of my life
and I’m drunk and crazy for you

I’m sick with love, sick with love
sick with love
I’m sick with love, sick with love
sick with love
I’m sick with love, sick with love
sick with love
I’m sick with love, sick with love
sick with love

I don’t know about her, not even on Myspace (don’t know about her)
she doesn’t leave a single text message (don’t know about her)
she doesn’t even answer the phone (don’t know about her)
maybe she found someone new (don’t know about her)

I don’t know about her, not even on Myspace
the king Don Omar (don’t know about her)
again making history (don’t know about her)
maybe she found someone new (don’t know about her)
basics, Wisin and Yandel, the duo of history
The King, simple, get used to living in the shadows
with goals as imposing as us
Nelly
The Kings
W, W and Yandel
Kids, we recommend that what you hear
not to practice at home, it won’t work out.