Come here my love, Close the door and don't say anything
Time is short and, like my guitar, I want to play you until my desires are satisfied,
Using boleros (slow tiempo latin songs) and flowers on the bed
and I can't take it anymore, my skin is calling you
I want a little boy, I want a little baby
Don't be mean, give me a chi chi (in this case, slang for a baby)
It's not crazy, much less a fling
The years pass by and I'm still here
You know how much I love you
and no malice exists in me, lady
What I deserve in your womb represents another reason for living
You can't imagine how beautiful it is to bring a child into the world for love
and I'll respect you every night that I have left by the power of love
Come here my love, open your yard for planting,
move along so in nine months I want my apple,
if you don't understand me, in other words...
(repeat chorus) I want a little boy, I want a little baby...