Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Confesión, artist - La Arrolladora Banda El Limón De René Camacho. Album song Ojos En Blanco, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 14.12.2014
Record label: Disa Latin, Universal Music
Song language: Spanish
Confesión(original) |
Me miras, me tomas de la mano |
Y me pides que me sienta a tu lado en el sofá |
Que extrañas cada noche de locura |
El besito que te daba en la mañana al despertar |
Que me amas que de eso no tenga duda |
Pero que extrañas al hombre que un día |
Te enseño a besar, que te hace falta |
Te hace falta que te diga, que te quiero |
Que te amo, que recorra con mis manos cada rincón de tu cuerpo |
Que te desnude con besos y que lo haga cada noche |
No importa que estés dormida que quieres sentirte viva |
Que porque de vez en cuando no te invito una copa |
Que tú quieres embriagarte y que te quite la ropa |
Y que te haga el amor como lo hacía cuando aún eramos novios |
Que estás viva todavía, que quieres sentirte mía |
Extrañas cada poro de mi piel |
La lluvia cae mojando la ventana |
Una brisa sopla fuerte como si quisiera hablar |
Una lágrima corre por tu mejilla |
Nada puede detenerla, se le ve que lleva afán |
Que me amas, me susurras al oído |
Pero que extrañas al hombre que un día |
Te enseño a besar, que te hace falta |
Te hace falta que te diga, que te quiero |
Que te amo, que recorra con mis manos cada rincón de tu cuerpo |
Que te desnude con besos y que lo haga cada noche |
No importa que estés dormida que quieres sentirte viva |
Que porque de vez en cuando no te invito una copa |
Que tú quieres embriagarte y que te quite la ropa |
Y que te haga el amor como lo hacía cuando aún eramos novios |
Que estás viva todavía, que quieres sentirte mía |
Extrañas cada poro de mi piel |
Te hace falta que te diga, que te quiero |
Que te amo, que recorra con mis manos cada rincón de tu cuerpo |
Que te desnude con besos y que lo haga cada noche |
No importa que estés dormida que quieres sentirte viva |
Que porque de vez en cuando no te invito una copa |
Que tú quieres embriagarte y que te quite la ropa |
Y que te haga el amor como lo hacía cuando aún eramos novios |
Que estás viva todavía, que quieres sentirte mía |
Extrañas cada poro de mi piel |
(translation) |
You look at me, you take me by the hand |
And you ask me to sit next to you on the sofa |
that you miss every night of madness |
The little kiss I gave you in the morning when you woke up |
That you love me that I have no doubt of that |
But that you miss the man who one day |
I teach you to kiss, what do you need |
You need me to tell you that I love you |
That I love you, that I run my hands over every corner of your body |
That I undress you with kisses and that I do it every night |
It doesn't matter if you're asleep, you want to feel alive |
Because from time to time I don't buy you a drink |
That you want to get drunk and take off your clothes |
And make love to you like he did when we were still dating |
That you are still alive, that you want to feel mine |
You miss every pore of my skin |
The rain falls wetting the window |
A breeze blows strong as if to speak |
A tear runs down your cheek |
Nothing can stop her, you can see that she is eager |
That you love me, you whisper in my ear |
But that you miss the man who one day |
I teach you to kiss, what do you need |
You need me to tell you that I love you |
That I love you, that I run my hands over every corner of your body |
That I undress you with kisses and that I do it every night |
It doesn't matter if you're asleep, you want to feel alive |
Because from time to time I don't buy you a drink |
That you want to get drunk and take off your clothes |
And make love to you like he did when we were still dating |
That you are still alive, that you want to feel mine |
You miss every pore of my skin |
You need me to tell you that I love you |
That I love you, that I run my hands over every corner of your body |
That I undress you with kisses and that I do it every night |
It doesn't matter if you're asleep, you want to feel alive |
Because from time to time I don't buy you a drink |
That you want to get drunk and take off your clothes |
And make love to you like he did when we were still dating |
That you are still alive, that you want to feel mine |
You miss every pore of my skin |