Hacer El Amor Con Otro

Waking up with him
By my side is not the same as being with you
It's not that it's wrong, not at all
But he lacks maturity, he's almost a child

Without your nails scratching my back
Without your hands squeezing me, everything changes
Without your tongue poisoning my throat
Without your teeth torturing and sweetening, I feel nothing

Making love with another
No, no, no
It's not the same thing
There are no pink stars
The pores of the body don't exude
Ambrosia sprinkled with I love yous

Making love with another
No, no, no
It's like doing nothing
There's a lack of fire in the gaze
There's a lack of giving the soul in every kiss
And feeling like you can reach the sky

I wanted to forget you with him
I wanted to avenge all your infidelities
And it turned out so wrong
That I even struggle to breathe his same air

The strands of your straight black hair
Your sharp and slender hips
That beard that scraped like sandpaper
Your twisted smile is the best thing in my life

Making love with another
No, no, no
It's like doing nothing
There's a lack of fire in the gaze
There's a lack of giving the soul in every kiss
And feeling like you can reach the sky