Quien Dice - Ana Torroja

No me pidas tanto,

no rompas el encanto

si te diera la vida sin mas

se apagara el gas.

No ensees tus cartas

yo guardo mas de un as

subo la apuesta

si jugamos con mis reglas, nio.

Por qu dices que me quieres?

no es bueno ser tan impaciente

ni perder la cabeza por una promesa.

Di, quin dice que lo nuestro sea amor?

quin?, que un beso deja siempre buen sabor.

quin?, que yo he de soportar ser fiel

y t ser soportado.

di, quin dice que lo nuestro sea amor?

quin?, que cada beso sabe a algo mejor

quin?, que yo no voy a salir por pies

y t salir mal parado, no, no.

Tu jaula dorada

no me tienta nada

si te gustan mis alas

no te empees en cortarlas, nio.

Por qu dices que me quieres?

no es bueno ser tan impaciente

ni perder la cabeza por una promesa.

Di, quin dice que lo nuestro sea amor?

quin?, que un beso deja siempre buen sabor.

quin?, que yo he de soportar ser fiel

y t ser soportado.

di, quin dice que lo nuestro sea amor?

quin?, que cada beso sabe a algo mejor

quin?, que yo no voy a salir por pies

y t salir mal parado, no, no.

No, no me regales anillos

no me van los compromisos

lo mo es vivir siempre al filo

con el alma en vilo.

Don't ask me so much

don't break the charm

if I gave you life without more

the gas will be turned off.

Don't show your cards

I keep more than one

I raise the bet

If we play by my rules, boy.

Why do you say you love me?

it is not good to be so impatient

nor lose my head for a promise.

Say, who says that ours is love?

who?, that a kiss always leaves a good taste.

who?, that I have to bear to be faithful

and t be supported.

say, who says that ours is love?

who?, that each kiss tastes of something better

who?, that I am not going to leave by feet

and you come out badly, no, no.

your golden cage

nothing tempts me

if you like my wings

don't insist on cutting them, boy.

Why do you say you love me?

it is not good to be so impatient

nor lose my head for a promise.

Say, who says that ours is love?

who?, that a kiss always leaves a good taste.

who?, that I have to bear to be faithful

and t be supported.

say, who says that ours is love?

who?, that each kiss tastes of something better

who?, that I am not going to leave by feet

and you come out badly, no, no.

No, don't give me rings

I'm not into commitments

my thing is to always live on the edge

with the soul in suspense.