Mal De Amor

If magic granted me
One second to make a wish
Just so that for once
You look at me the way I see you
Eh-eh-eh, and I know we've seen each other
But I want to see you now
Again and again, I'm tired of pretending what I said
The güira and tambora

Oh, buddy, you don't know (don't know)
That I get sick with love sickness
And in your mouth is the syrup
Give me a dose, please
Oh, buddy, you don't know
That a kiss would make me feel better
And if that's not too serious
I gladly changed your mistake

You haven't seen yourself the way I see you
You so proper and me with so much desire
I don't know why continue with this detour
Let me be the art in your museum
Because I'm tired
Of feeling you far and having you close
Even if just this once
Let your arm calm my cold
You haven't seen yourself the way I see you
You so proper and me with so much desire
I don't know why continue with this detour
Let me be the art in your museum

Oh, buddy, you don't know (don't know, no, no, no)
That I get sick with love sickness
And in your mouth is the syrup
Give me a dose, please
Oh, buddy, you don't know
That a kiss would make me feel better
And if that's not too serious
I gladly changed your mistake