Boca, dulce boca [English translation]

I know there's something beyond

that has me half out of control

more than your skin, more than your charm,

more than the fury I'm loving you with.

I know there's something you give to me

river water, soft breeze, sea and field.

More than finding myself caught in your lips,

there's something in you that is reaching very deep.

It's your sweet mouth, cane syrup.

Mouth, sweet mouth, your chalice and my trap.

Mouth, sweet mouth, cane syrup.

Mouth, sweet mouth, your chalice and my trap.

Mouth, sweet mouth. That tempts me and teases me.

Mouth, like honey jug.

Mouth that wants to drive me crazy.

You don't have to invent anymore,

Because in your mouth I don't rule my acts.

More than saying what I am in your arms

is this flame that burns me and I like so much.