She has fire on her lips
and her naked body seems like a volcano to me
She poisons all my dreams
and her mouth chokes my breath when it passes by
She embraces my tears and, at night,
her voice whispers bitterness
At day, unknowingly, she caresses my shadow,
my body already took her,
But baby, the moment comes,
in which my hands start to tremble
hoping that you'll arrive soon
and in your absence, I was only able to cry
Baby, this is the end
Baby, what did I die from
Baby, I'm mad as a hatter
It would give me great joy to cut your head off1
Baby, I want to die inside your mouth
and not to be able to wake up
when you pierce my skin with your tongue
I promise that I won't cry
C'mon, honey, what are you waiting for,
You know there's no remedy for me
Only a fool would beg for your kisses
at night in an alley.
But baby, the moment comes,
in which my hands start to tremble
hoping that you'll arrive soon
and in your absence, I was only able to cry
Baby, this is the end
Baby, what did I die from
Baby, I'm mad as a hatter
It would give me great joy to cut your head off
[Solos: Chema, Miguel]
But baby, the moment comes,
in which my hands start to tremble
hoping that you'll arrive soon
and in your absence, I was only able to cry
She has fire on her lips
and her name is 'you won't come back'
She's the heroine of a story
of fear, love and solitude.
Baby, this is the end
Baby, what did I die from
Baby, I'm mad as a hatter
It would give me great joy to cut your head off
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