El amante [English translation]

[Please don't follow me here]

Please don't follow me here (wait wait wait)

I don't want to fight anymore, I don't want to fight anymore

No, no, don't you know what's kind of funny you do wanna fight

Everytime you're walking away from me straight up

that's why I'm walking away

Why you're walking away I'm trying to talk with you

now pull that crying stuff

just act mature man, try something you neve tried before

Yeah like leaving your ass]

Because I'm tired, I don't want to be your lover,

I tell you my part,

That I can not stand more...

Already I can not stand to see the other as it says

He is the owner of yours

It kills me pride,

He knows you speak

This I did pa it

When you hear it I want to be there to see

When he finds out and know that you I own you

Perhaps sounds a bit wrong I know and me not luce,

Everything is for you...

Mami I am yours

I know you feel me

Tell the boyfriend of yours

That you feel cold Mommy I am yours

I know that you feel me

Tell the boyfriend of yours

That he is a crap you warm up more, more, more

You warm up more, more, more

You warm up more, more, more

You warm up more, more, more

You warm up more only one thing I ask

If you have cold who gives you heat

I am the owner of your fantasy

Nobody does it like me

If she dresses you nice it does not say you na

And to me I like you even without makeup

you always to me tell me that he treats you badly

and that you have to end up tell me what you gonna do

Mami I have jitter

If you want to suffer with him

you decide that

you be happy with him

I will not answer you

I know you gonna call

When you miss me your skin for Mami I'm yours

I know you feel me

Tell the boyfriend of yours

That you feel cold Mommy I am yours

I know that you feel me

Tell the boyfriend of yours

That it is a crap this I did pa it

When you hear it I want to be there to see

When he finds out and know that you I own you

Perhaps sounds a bit wrong I know and me not luce,

Everything is for you...

Mami I am yours

I know you feel me

Tell the boyfriend of yours

That you feel cold Mommy I am yours

I know you feel me

Tell the boyfriend of yours

That he is a crap you warm up more, more, more

You warm up more, more, more

You warm up more, more, more

You warm up more, more, more

You warm up more Mommy I am yours

I know you feel me

Tell the boyfriend of yours

It's crap