A Cada Rato
El Chapo De Sinaloa
Every Now and Then
Every now and then I look at your picture,
Every now and then I'm thinking of you
My life has been filled with illusions
Emotions throb
Here inside of me
What love does when it arrives
My poor heart is disturbed
I don't know if I'm laughing now or if I'm
Crying even though I haven't sung to you
I'm singing to you
Every now and then I think of your affection
And like a child, I search for you
Every now and then I look at your picture
There's no doubt you're in me
