Quien Le Prohibe - Albita

J. Sierra

Para tu amor, tengo mi fantasia

Un beso al amanecer que regalarle a tu vida

Tengo tu olor.

no pido mas

Tengo tu sonrisa

Enamorada del sol, sonando con tus caricias

Llego el amor

Y otra vez me sorprendo amando

No se parece a nada, de lo que fui buscando

Llego el amor

Y su beso hace feliz mi dia

Cuando travieso retoza con mi melancolia

Y si me miras… Con tu silencio

Tejiendo la ilusion me cura el descontento

Y si me hablas… Tengo la dicha

De ser feliz y de sonarte a cada momento

Y es que tu amor… no se parece a nada

Llego el amor

Y otra vez me sorprendo amando

No se parece a nada de lo que fui buscando

Llego el amor

Y su beso hace feliz mi dia

Cuando travieso retoza con mi melancolia

Y si me miras… Con tu silencio

Tejiendo la ilusion me cura el descontento

Y si me hablas… Tengo la dicha

De ser feliz y de sonarte a cada momento

Y es que tu amor… no se parece a nada

Tiene un misterio

Tiene un hechizo

No se lo que me hizo, tu amor

J.Sierra

For your love, I have my fantasy

A kiss at dawn to give to your life

I have your smell.

I do not ask for more

I have your smile

In love with the sun, dreaming with your caresses

Love came

And again I find myself loving

It does not look like anything, of what I was looking for

Love came

And her kiss from her makes my day happy

When naughty frolics with my melancholy

And if you look at me... With your silence

Weaving the illusion cures my discontent

And if you talk to me... I have the happiness

To be happy and dream of you at every moment

And it's that your love... doesn't look like anything

Love came

And again I find myself loving

It doesn't look like anything I was looking for

Love came

And her kiss from her makes my day happy

When naughty frolics with my melancholy

And if you look at me... With your silence

Weaving the illusion cures my discontent

And if you talk to me... I have the happiness

To be happy and dream of you at every moment

And it's that your love... doesn't look like anything

has a mystery

has a spell

I don't know what you did to me, your love