Peligrosa

Dangerous, like a ticking bomb
about to explode.
When it hurts to speak, no one tends to stay silent
and the sky knows why.

Every rose has its thorn
and every story has its beginning and its end.
If every rose has its thorn,
sometimes I think yours is special.

Marien, who has come to talk about love?
Marien, Marien, forbidden to talk about love.

Skilled in the difficult art of lying
even without meaning to, Marien made me write
her name on my heart.

She gave meaning to my life
and left me aimless when the sun went down.
She knew how to enter my life
through a poorly closed door between us.

Marien, who has come to talk about love?
Marien, Marien, forbidden to talk about love.

Dangerous, like a ticking bomb
about to explode.
I didn't know what to think when I saw you coming
and the sky knows why.

Every rose has its thorn
and every story has its beginning and its end.
If every rose has its thorn,
sometimes I think yours is special.

Marien, who has come to talk about love?
Marien, Marien, forbidden to talk about love.
Marien, Marien, who has come to talk about love?
Marien, Marien, forbidden to talk about love.
Marien, Marien, who has come to talk about love?
Marien, Marien, forbidden to talk about love.