Traficante de Besos

Like a river that escapes without returning
Even though the field still thirsts
Love, the bandit love that takes away all the best

Like a bee that, even though it stings, leaves honey
Like a moon that hides at nightfall
Love, the clown love that brings laughter and pain
Love, the clown love that brings laughter and pain

Like a cloud that drifts away without looking back
While looking at the flowers it watered as it passed
Love, the kiss trafficker love
Love, the bandit love that takes away all the best