De Música Ligera

She slept by the warmth of the embers
And I woke up wanting to dream of her
Some time ago I thought about writing to her
But I never dodged the traps of love

From that love of light music
Nothing frees us, nothing else remains

I won't send her ashes of roses
Nor do I plan to avoid secret touches

From that love of light music
Nothing frees us, nothing else remains

*Shakira sang this song on the show "La rata caliente" in 1997