Es que tu,
piensas en mí, como pienso en ti,
me la paso buscándote,
por la noche soñándote. (Bis)
Mi cara es automática,
todo es matemática,
te veo y digo cosas,
mejoro con la práctica,
tu cara de modelo,
te luce con el pelo,
eres la sensación,
el mundo siente celos
sera tu cara, será tu cara...
sera tu pelo, será tu pelo...
sera tu sonrisa, que llega, que llega me frisa y derrite de nuevo, derrite de nuevo..
sera tu cara, será tu cara...
sera tu pelo, será tu pelo...
sera tu sonrisa, que llega, que llega me frisa y derrite de nuevo, derrite de nuevo..
Es que tu,
piensas en mí, como pienso en ti,
me la paso buscandote,
por la noche soñándote. (Bis)
It's that you,
you think of me, as I think of you,
I'm looking for you,
at night dreaming of you (Bis)
My face is automatic,
everything is mathematical,
I see you and say things,
I improve with practice,
your model face,
she looks you with her hair,
You are the sensation
the world feels jealous
it will be your face, it will be your face ...
it will be your hair, it will be your hair ...
it will be your smile, that arrives, that arrives, it fries me and melts again, it melts again ..
it will be your face, it will be your face ...
It will be your hair. it will be your hair ...
it will be your smile, that arrives, that arrives, it fries me and melts again, it melts again ..
It's that you,
you think of me, as I think of you,
I'm looking for you,
at night dreaming of you (Bis)
