Three Words (Five words) 1.
Hear the confession
of my secrets,
which is born from a heart
that is now empty.
With a few words
I will tell you all my things,
all my things of the heart
that are so precious.
Give me your hands, come,
and you take mine,
that I'm going to confide in you
all my anxieties.
Only five (three) words
are the reason of my anguish,
and those five words are:
¡How much I like you!
Give me your hands, come,
and you take mine,
that I'm going to confide in you
all my anxieties.
Only five (three) words
are the reason of my anguish,
and those five words are:
¡How much I like you!