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Songs by albumLyrics & Music: Edgar Ricardo Arjona Morales
| Piel Pecado | Skin Sin |
| Todo era perfecto antes de ti Aunque debo añadir algo aburrido. Sabía que eras peligro y te seguí Y me volviste adicto a estar perdido Tu boca fue el principio de mi fin Tu piel el pasaporte del pecado Del pecado Verte caminar por la ciudad Como si fuese propiedad privada. El tráfico a tus pies y voluntad El norte se acomoda a tu mirada Bipolar de diabla y Cenicienta Tanta calma anuncia una tormenta Una tormenta Coro: Besas, muerdes Bailas después del amanecer. Fiesta, exceso Nada que te pueda detener Tu cuerpo es un bebé con metralleta Boca que te exige ir a probar. Tus muslos como guardias de un tesoro. Tu blusa que está a punto de explotar. Tus ojos como puntas de un meteoro Yo te ofrezco el resto de mi vida Por una noche más de esas prohibidas De esas prohibidas Coro Te vas sin anunciar Cuando me empiezo a enamorar Coro Tu cuerpo es un bebé con metralleta Coro Te vas sin anunciar Cuando me empiezo a enamorar Coro Tu cuerpo es un bebé con metralleta |
Everything was perfect before you Although, I have to add, somewhat boring. I knew you were danger and I followed you And you turned me into an addict to being lost Your mouth was the beginning of my end Your skin the passport to sin To sin Seeing you walk through the city As if it were private property. The traffic at your feet and will The north(?) adapts to your look Bipolar between devil and Cinderella So much calm announces a storm A storm Chorus: You kiss, you bite You dance after the dawn. Party, excess Nothing that would be able to hold you back Your body is a baby with a machine gun A mouth that demands that you go and try it. Your thighs like guards of a treasure. Your blouse that is on the point of exploding. Your eyes like the tips of a falling star I am offering you the rest of my life For one more night of those forbidden things Of those forbidden things Chorus You leave unannounced When I start to fall in love Chorus Your body is a baby with a machine gun Chorus You leave unannounced When I start to fall in love Chorus Your body is a baby with a machine gun |