Besame - Ana Torroja

Cuando era pequeña

yo soñaba con él

con que miraba

con que me atrapaba

en sus redes y yo, y yo

y yo me dejaba

me invente su nombre

y el olor de su piel me inventésu cara

y cerre los ojos

para que me besara

bésame, dame a probar

un trocito de tu boca

bésame, dame a probar de tu sonrisa que me vuelve loca

que me vuelve loca

si me persegía

le dejaba ganar

para que me abrazara

y un escalofrio recorria mi ser

que me delataba

le escribícanciones que jamás le cante

le adoréen silencio

y creci esperando a despertar del sueño

bésame, dame a probar

un trocito de tu boca

bésame, dame a probar

de tu sonrisa que me vuelve loca

que me vuelve loca

que más da

sólo son recuerdos

de lo que no pasójamás

sólo son recuerdos

de lo que perdimos

de lo que no vivimos

bésame, dame a probar

de tu piel cuando me rozas

bésame, dame a probar

de tu sonrisa que me vuelve loca

que me vuelva loca

When she was little

I dreamed of him

with what I looked

with which he caught me

in his networks of him and me, and me

and I left

I made up his name

and the smell of his skin I invented his face

and I closed my eyes

for him to kiss me

kiss me, give me a try

a piece of your mouth

kiss me, give me a taste of your smile that drives me crazy

that drives me crazy

if he chased me

I let him win

for him to hug me

and a shiver ran through my being

that gave me away

I wrote him songs that I never sang to him

I adored him in silence

and I grew up waiting to wake up from the dream

kiss me, give me a try

a piece of your mouth

kiss me, give me a try

of your smile that drives me crazy

that drives me crazy

what difference does it make

they are just memories

of what never happened

they are just memories

of what we lost

of what we do not live

kiss me, give me a try

of your skin when you touch me

kiss me, give me a try

of your smile that drives me crazy

drive me crazy