Mix Lisandro Meza

What a mystery, what a mystery, what could it be
What could the number seven hold
What a mystery, what a mystery, what could it be
What could the number seven hold

What could it be, what could it be, what could it be, oh?
I investigate and no one knows the truth
What could it be, what could it be, what could it be?
I investigate and no one knows the truth

Seven are the deadly sins
Seven are the days of the week
Seven are the colors of the rainbow
Seven are the notes on my guitar

What could it be, what could it be, what could it be?
I investigate and no one knows the truth
What could it be, what could it be, what could it be?
I investigate and no one knows the truth

Seven are the wonders of the world
Seven are Aureliano's parties
Seven are the children of little Luz
Seven are the women for the one

What could it be, what could it be, what could it be?
I investigate and no one knows the truth
What could it be, what could it be, what could it be?
I investigate and no one knows the truth

If because you don't love me anymore
You say: I'm gonna kill myself
If because you don't love me anymore
You say: I'm gonna kill myself

Like I'm crazy or something
Like I'm crazy or something
Like I'm crazy or something
You're thinking wrong (wrong)

Like I'm crazy or something
Like I'm crazy or something
Like I'm crazy or something
You're thinking wrong

In this world, the most beautiful thing
That could ever happen to me
Is being born a man
To enjoy a good woman

Oh, bless my mom
(For giving birth to me a man)
Oh, bless my mom
(For giving birth to me a man)

Oh, mom
(For giving birth to me a man)
Oh, bless my mom
(For giving birth to me a man)

Women are my soul
For them, I get drunk
May God bless my mom
For giving birth to me a man

Oh, bless my mom
(For giving birth to me a man)
Oh, bless my mom
(For giving birth to me a man)

You have me so enchanted
With your caresses
You have me so spoiled
And in love

When I run out
Everything is in a rush
Because I want to be
By your side at all times

But for nothing in the world
Take away my inspiration
I want the fire to burn me
I want your heat to burn me

Who gives daddy a little kiss
With that pretty little mouth?
And who says they love him more
With that pretty little mouth?

She always comes to look for him
With that pretty little mouth
She says: Daddy, come here
With that pretty little mouth.