Derroche
Julio Iglesias
Extravagance
The suspended winding clock
The disconnected phone
A table with two glasses of wine
And the night got out of hand
A pink light we imagined
We started by tasting the wine
With just a look, we said it all
And the night got out of hand
If I could count
Everything I felt
There wasn't a place
I didn't wander from you
Kisses, tenderness
What an extravagance of love
How much madness
Kisses, tenderness
What an extravagance of love
How much madness
May this night not end
Nor this April moon
To enter heaven
It's not necessary to die
Kisses, tenderness
What an extravagance of love
How much madness
Kisses, tenderness
What an extravagance of love
How much madness
We wasted, nothing mattered
The reserves of the springs
We seemed like two irrational beings
Who were going to die tomorrow
If I could count
Everything I felt
There wasn't a place
I didn't wander from you
Kisses, tenderness
What an extravagance of love
How much madness
Kisses, tenderness
What an extravagance of love
How much madness
May this night not end
Nor this April moon
To enter heaven
It's not necessary to die
Kisses, tenderness
What an extravagance of love
How much madness
Kisses, tenderness
What an extravagance of love
How much madness
