Porque Me Gusta a Morir - Jenni Rivera

Porque me araña

Me inquieta y me va,

Porque despierta en mi cosas

Olvidadas ya,

Porque ha llegado

Calando en mi piel

Siento unas ganas inmensas

De hacerlo con el.

Porque me invade

Y me agita su voz

Y siento hasta escalofríos

Acercándonos,

Porque hay respeto

Y ternura a la vez

Siento unas ganas inmensas

De hacerlo con el

Porque me gusta a morir,

Porque me gusta a morir,

Me enciendo tan solo pensarlo,

Me lleno, me excito y me exalto

No se si podría aguantarlo

Si ahora lo hiciera con el

Porque me gusta a morir,

Porque me gusta a morir,

Yo se que seria increíble;

Que podría pasar cualquier cosa;

Tocar con mis manos la Gloria

Si ahora lo hiciera con el.

Por que el me gusta a morir

Porque me araña

Me inquieta y me va,

Porque despierta en mi cosas

Olvidadas ya,

Porque ha llegado

Calando en mi piel

Siento unas ganas inmensas

De hacerlo con el.

Porque me invade

Y me agita su voz

Y siento hasta escalofríos

Acercándonos,

Porque hay respeto

Y ternura a la vez

Siento unas ganas inmensas

De hacerlo con el

Porque me gusta a morir,

Porque me gusta a morir,

Me enciendo tan solo pensarlo,

Me lleno, me excito y me exalto

No se si podría aguantarlo

Si ahora lo hiciera con el

Porque me gusta a morir,

Porque me gusta a morir,

Yo se que seria increíble;

Que podría pasar cualquier cosa;

Tocar con mis manos la Gloria

Si ahora lo hiciera con el.

Por que el me gusta a morir

because it scratches me

It makes me restless and it leaves me,

'Cause wake up in my stuff

already forgotten,

because it has arrived

penetrating my skin

I feel an immense desire

To do it with him.

because he invades me

And her voice shakes me

And I even feel chills

getting closer,

because there is respect

And tenderness at the same time

I feel an immense desire

to do it with him

Because I like to die,

Because I like to die,

I get turned on just thinking about it,

I get full, I get excited and I get excited

I don't know if I could take it

If now I did it with him

Because I like to die,

Because I like to die,

I know it would be amazing;

That anything could happen;

Touch with my hands the Glory

If now I did it with him.

Because I like him to die

because it scratches me

It makes me restless and it leaves me,

'Cause wake up in my stuff

already forgotten,

because it has arrived

penetrating my skin

I feel an immense desire

To do it with him.

because it invades me

And her voice shakes me

And I even feel chills

getting closer,

because there is respect

And tenderness at the same time

I feel an immense desire

to do it with him

Because I like to die,

Because I like to die,

I get turned on just thinking about it,

I get full, I get excited and I get excited

I don't know if I could take it

If now I did it with him

Because I like to die,

Because I like to die,

I know it would be amazing;

That anything could happen;

Touch with my hands the Glory

If now I did it with him.

Because I like him to die