El Es Mi Ídolo
Los Prisioneros
He is my Idol
He is so beautiful
She's so sexy
I don't understand
Where he grew up
It seems that it fell from a star
I, so clear
He, magnificent
Looking at it is unbelievable
Touching it must be fainting
He is, he is my idol
He is, he is my idol
In the streets
A thousand neighbors
He signs from a hotel
Smile like crazy
He is, he is my idol
He is, he is my idol
Let's all run to the dressing room
We cry and break the window
And he is next to me
The guitar in his white hands approaches me
And I wake up
He is, he is my idol
He is, he is my idol
He is, he is my idol
He is, he is my idol
