De Ti, de Mi
El Tecla
From You, From Me
Come on, let's tell him that you and I
And once confess that he lost you
Come on, let's tell him about this passion
And once confess it, either you tell him or I tell him
From you, from me, from me, from you
From you, from me, from me, from you
From you, from me, from me, from you
From you, from me, from me, from you
Tell him that from your mouth
And from my kisses that drive you crazy
And talk to him about those other things
About the poems and also the touches
Talk to him honestly, you go out at night
Just to see me in secret
And don't tell him any more lies
About who you go out with and that you are already mine
From you, from me, from me, from you
From you, from me, from me, from you
From you, from me, from me, from you
From you, from me, from me, from you
Come on, tell him that you and I
And once confess that he lost you
Come on, tell him about this passion
And once confess it, either you tell him or I tell him
From you, from me, from me, from you
From you, from me, from me, from you
From you, from me, from me, from you
From you, from me, from me, from you
Talk to him about what we did and tell him
How we felt, confess that we are one
That I gave you what he couldn't
Talk to him about what we did and tell him
How we felt, confess that we are one
That I gave you what he couldn't
And now you move, you move
From you, from me, from me, from you
From you, from me, from me, from you
From you, from me, from me, from you
From you, from me, from me, from you
From you, from me, from me, from you
From you, from me, from me, from you
From you, from me, from me, from you
From you, from me, from me, from you
