Sixteen (feat. Fito Cabrales & Carlos Tarque)

Your life is a cruel mystery
And a gale
When you're not lucky, baby
You're in a bad way

My stomach churns
When you let go, little dove
And you extort me
With your sweet puberty

She tells me: "I can be very immature
But I fall and you get hard"
And when she wants to lie
She can't find the words

She knows about you
She knows about me
God knows why it's like this
It's not a plane
It's not a disguise
It's much more
It's for me

Trust only in us two
And then let people laugh
Being with you is a damnation
And it's never enough

Let's go to the river to make love
And let the current take us
Get me into trouble, do me that favor
And don't leave it pending

My stomach churns
When you let go, little dove
And you extort me
With your sweet puberty

She tells me: I can be very immature
But I fall and you get hard
And when she wants to lie
She can't find the words

She knows about you
She knows about me
God knows why it's like this
It's not a plane
It's not a disguise
It's much more
It's for me