(If you knew that I dream about you)
(Daddy)
(W)
(Pina Records)
(Yandel)
Yandel:
If you knew that I like you so much
That my hands tremble when I have her near
(I don't even know how to tell you)
That it's not enough for me to be her friend
And for me it's a punishment to see that she doesn't realize
It's assumed that this won't happen (W, Yandel)
But the desires come, and tell me who stops them
It's assumed that you wouldn't respond
It looks like desire, knocking on my door
Yandel:
But the color of her eyes, her hair, her face
That woman has everything
How not to want her
It's the color of her eyes, her hair, her face
That woman has everything
How not to want her
(Di-Di-Di-DY)
Daddy Yankee:
You don't know how I think of you, think, think
This is something so intense, I try to hide all my desires
When I see you
You are my first thought of the day
I found melody to my heart rate
I will tell you my secret, I will change the script
Because I want to love you full time
Crazy-crazy in love with you
I dream about the day you can tell me
That you want me or you love me
I did everything to forget about you
I fought with my mind and I didn't succeed
And you have something that calls me
Yandel:
But the color of her eyes, her hair, her face
That woman has everything
How not to want her
It's the color of her eyes, her hair, her face
That woman has everything
How not to want her
(W)
Wisin:
I can't hide anymore
I know that between you and me
Can happen something special
Baby, let yourself go
(W)
Bristle my hairs
It's candy
The shark waiting for you to take the hook
Think that I am yours and you are mine
The tiger W came to fulfill your fantasies
I dream you and I imagine you in my bed
I don't want more drama
You know that your body calls me
Clarify with me, I don't want to be more your friend
Sit quiet and listen what I say to you
Yandel:
If you knew that I like you so much
That my hands tremble when I have her near
That it's not enough for me to be her friend
And for me it's a punishment to see that she doesn't realize
Daddy Yankee:
It's assumed that this won't happen
But the desires come, and tell me who stops them
It's assumed that you wouldn't respond
It looks like desire, knocking on my door
Yandel:
But the color of her eyes, her hair, her face
That woman has everything
How not to want her
It's the color of her eyes, her hair, her face
That woman has everything
How not to want her