Bandida

What I have for loving you
What I have for loving you is such a strong pain
That kneels down pride
In my heart that is yours
This heart that is yours not because I gave it to you
But because you stole it

You stole my heart, bandit!
You stole it to play
My dear
Oh!, oh! Oh! Oh!
I bring the soul, the soul I bring wounded
Oh!, oh! Oh! Oh!
And you don't even realize, bandit

Today I don't know how to get you out
Today I don't know how to remove you from my mind
From my soul, from my desires and my dreams
And your smiling little eyes, and your smiling little eyes
Don't give me peace, neither the glory nor the way out of hell

You stole my heart, bandit
You stole it to play
My dear
Oh!, oh! Oh! Oh!
I bring the soul, the soul I bring wounded
Oh!, oh! Oh! Oh!
And you don't even realize, bandit

What I have for loving you
What I have for loving you is such a strong pain
That kneels down pride
Of my heart that is yours, this heart that is yours
Not because I gave it to you, but because you stole it

You stole my heart, bandit!
You stole it to play
My dear
Oh!, oh! Oh! Oh!
I bring the soul, the soul I bring wounded
Oh!, oh! Oh! Oh!
And you don't even realize, bandit