Nacho Cano

La trampa del coraz�n (en ingl�s)

Two Concentric circles

turning slowly to the sea

found the body floating

in the water silently.



You are like the sun

and i restless as the moon

i rise and fall

in rhythm to your voice

your voice, your voice,

the poison burns so sweetly



Estrbillo:



In the sky they've cooked a potion

thrown a line and hooked my emotions

reeled them in and taken then apart

like all affairs of the heart



You have woven threads of passion

round my heart and started a fashion

in the end the fabric falls apart

like all affairs of the heart



With the footsteps of the thief

who steals without a sound

you have taken all the golden apples

you have found



In the mind of woman

there is no confidence

and the mind of man

only the skin,

the skin, the skin,

your touch can burn so sweetly.



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