Piel Canela

Let the infinite be without stars,
Or let the wide sea lose its immensity,
But the black of your eyes that never dies
And the cinnamon of your skin remains the same.

If the rainbow lost its beauty
And the flowers their scent and color,
My sadness wouldn't be as immense
As that of being without your love.

I care about you and you and you
And only you and you and you.
I care about you and you and you
And only you.

Black eyes, my cinnamon skin,
That drives me to despair.
I care about you and you and you
And only you and you and you.
I care about you and you and you
And only you.

Music

Let the infinite be without stars,
Or let the wide sea lose its immensity,
But the black of your eyes that never dies
And the little cinnamon of your skin remains the same.

But if the rainbow lost its beauty
And the flowers their scent and color,
My sadness wouldn't be as immense
As that of being without your love.

I care about you and you and you
And only you and you and you.
I care about you and you and you
And only you.

Black eyes, my cinnamon skin,
That drives me to despair.
I care about you and you and you
And only you and you and you.
I care about you and you and you
And nobody else but you...