Because the blood in my veins, it’s a volcano of passion

Continue a string of loser-masochistic-unrequited latin love songs.




Who is your embrace going to deceive now?
Who are your lips going to tell lies to now?
To whom are you going to say “I love you” now?
And later in the silence you will give your body
You will spend the time on the pillow,
He will spend a thousand hours in your gaze
and he will spend the life loving you…
Who will it be?

And who’s gonna write poems and letters to you?
And who’s gonna tell you his fears and faults?
Who are you gonna let sleep on your back?
And later in the silence to whom will you say “I love you”?
Whose breath will you stop on your face?
Who will lose his way on your gaze?
And who’ll forget his life while loving you?
Who will it be?

Who will it be If it’s not me?
I look at myself and cry in the mirror and I feel stupid; ilogical.
And then I imagine you giving away the scent of your skin,
Your kisses, your eternal smile and even the soul in a kiss,
in a kiss goes the soul,
In my soul is that kiss that could have been.

Who are you gonna leave your aroma in the bed to?
Who’s gonna be left with the memory tomorrow?
To whom will the hours calmly pass through?
And then in the silence he’ll long for your body…
In whose face will time pass?
Who will spend a thousand hours on the window,
and who will lose his voice just calling you?
Who will it be?
Who will it be?

Who will it be If it’s not me?
I look at myself and cry in the mirror and I feel stupid; ilogical.
And then I imagine you giving away the scent of your skin,
Your kisses, your eternal smile and even the soul in a kiss,
in a kiss goes the soul,
In my soul is that kiss that could have been.

Who will it be?

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Have always liked Marc Anthony's songs. Best latin voice in my opinion.