Frío, Frío
Juan Luis Guerra 4.40
Cold, Cold
Your love is so
Completely tender
Forged from memories
And without knowing, it's the sky in the window
That opens my morning
Your love splits me in two, the west
It suddenly pierces me
And turns me into a mass that molds
To a burning illusion
Tell me if I’m chewing the mint green of your voice
Or if I’m patching up my soul
Tie me to the right thumb of your heart
And tell me how my love is in your love
Cold, cold (cold) like the water of the river (cold)
Or hot like water from the fountain
Warm, warm (warm) like a kiss that hushes
And ignites if you happen to want it
Your love wakes up and washes its little face
Sprinkling me with roses
And without knowing, it’s a Milky Way
That spins and gives me life
I keep your love inside my eyes
Like a little tear
And I don’t cry them so they don’t spill
Your kisses from my sight
Tell me if I’m chewing the mint green of your voice
Or if I’m patching up my soul
Tie me to the right thumb of your heart
And tell me how my love is in your love
Cold, cold (cold) like the water of the river (cold)
Or hot like water from the fountain
Warm, warm (warm) like a kiss that hushes
And ignites if you happen to want it
I could be a little lantern
And light your light (to light your light)
Until you want to
Cold, cold (cold) like the water of the river (cold)
Or hot like water from the fountain
Warm, warm (warm) like a kiss that hushes
And ignites if you happen to want it
Cold, cold (cold) like the water of the river (cold)
Or hot like water from the fountain
Warm, warm (warm) like a kiss that hushes
And ignites if you happen to want it
