Me Inventaré

How beautiful the eyes are
With those who look at me
Why only your gaze
Give me direction

How beautiful are the hands
With which you caress me
Why only your body
Awaken my passion

And you can't deny it
I'll take you with me one more day
So you can teach me how to fly
Next to you

I will reinvent the moon
That draws on your smile
And stars in the sky
Of the most beautiful night
So that he becomes fond of you
So jealous, so jealous

I will invent the moon
That draws on your smile
And stars in the sky
Of the most beautiful night
So that he becomes fond of you
So jealous, so jealous

How beautiful the eyes are
With those who look at me
Why only your gaze
Give me direction

How beautiful are the hands
With which you caress me
Why only your body
Awaken my passion

And you can't deny it
I'll take you with me one more day
So you can teach me how to fly
Next to you

I will invent the moon
That draws on your smile
And stars in the sky
From the most beautiful night
So that he becomes fond of you
So jealous, so jealous

I will invent the moon
That draws on your smile
And stars in the sky
Of the most beautiful night
So that he becomes fond of you
So jealous, so jealous

Love
What a beautiful story my life

I will invent the moon
That draws on your smile
And stars in the sky
Of the most beautiful night
So that he becomes fond of you
So jealous, so jealous

I will invent the moon
That draws on your smile
And stars in the sky
Of the most beautiful night
So that he becomes fond of you
So jealous, so jealous