All day attached to phone by sending you hearts
They tell me: "Don't fall in love", but it's late
I know I write songs talking about heartbreak
But you are not one more, mommy, you are special
That the others apologize to say that you are the first
That for you I left the loquera, that, if I turn on, it was alone with you
I want to make love until we merge
Take you for Switzerland and there we get married
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