17 Años (part. Jay de La Cueva)

Friend, you know, I just met
A woman who is still a girl
You know, she's only 17
She's young and already my girlfriend

Friend, you know, I just met
A woman who is still a girl
You know, she's only 17
She's young and already my girlfriend

I love her innocence (17 years)
I love her mistakes (17 years)
I'm her first boyfriend (17 years)
Her first love

I love her innocence (17 years)
I love her mistakes (17 years)
I'm her first boyfriend (17 years)
Her first love

She's quiet, shy, innocent, and has a look
I hold her hand and she feels something strange
I hug her, she hugs me and starts to tremble
Trembling with fear, telling me that she had never
Felt such a sensation in her life
In her life

Is that love?
Is that love?
Is that love?
Is that love?

Is that love?
Is that love?
Is that love?
Is that love?

(Is that love?)
(Is that love?)
(Is that love?)
(Is that love?)

(Is that love?)
(Is that love?)
(Is that love?)
(Is that love?)

She's quiet, shy, innocent, and has a look
I hold her hand and she feels something strange
I hug her, she hugs me and starts to tremble
Trembling with fear, telling me that she had never
Felt such a sensation in her life
In her life

Is that love?
Is that love?
Is that love?
Is that love?

Is that love?
Is that love?
Is that love?
Is that love?

(Is that love?)
(Is that love?)
(Is that love?)
(Is that love?)

(Is that love?)
(Is that love?)
(Is that love?)
(Is that love?)

Is that love?
Is that love?
Is that love?
Is that love?

Is that love?
Is that love?
Is that love?
Is that love?