Me da miedo cuando sale'
Sonriendo pa' la calle
Porque todo' pueden ve'
Los hoyuelitos que te salen
Y del aire cuando pasa
Por levantarte el cabello
Y del oro que te viste
Por amarrarse a tu cuello
Y del cielo y de la Luna
Que tú quieras mirarlos
Hasta del agua que bebes
Cuando te moja los labios
Pienso en tu mirá', tu mirá' clavá'
Es una bala en el pecho
Pienso en tu mirá', tu mirá' clavá'
Es una bala en el pe—
Pienso en tu mirá', tu mirá' clavá'
Es una bala en el pecho
Pienso en tu mirá'
Pienso en tu mirá'
Me da miedo cuando sale'
Sonriendo pa' la calle
Porque todos pueden ve'
Los hoyuelitos que te salen
Me da miedo cuando sale'
Sonriendo pa' la calle
Porque todos pueden ve'
Los hoyuelitos que te salen
Tan bonita que amenaza
Cuando calla', me da' miedo
Tan fría como la nieve
Cuando cae desde el cielo
Cuando sales por la puerta
Pienso que no vuelves nunca
Y si no te agarro fuerte
Siento que será mi culpa
Pienso en tu mirá', tu mirá' clavá'
Es una bala en el pecho
Pienso en tu mirá', tu mirá' clavá'
Es una bala en el pe—
Pienso en tu mirá', tu mirá' clavá'
Es una bala en el pecho
Pienso en tu mirá', tu mirá' clavá'
Es una bala en el pe—
Pienso en tu mirá', tu mirá' clavá'
Es una bala en el pecho
Pienso en tu mirá', tu mirá' clavá'
Es una bala en el pe— (pienso en tu mirá')
Pienso en tu mirá', tu mirá' clavá'
Es una bala en el pecho
Pienso en tu mirá'
Pienso en tu mirá' (pa' 'trá')
Me da miedo cuando sale'
Sonriendo pa' la calle
Porque todos pueden ve'
Los hoyuelitos que te salen
Me da miedo cuando sale'
Sonriendo pa' la calle
Porque todos pueden ve'
Los hoyuelitos que te salen
Hmm-hmm-hm
Hmm-hmm-hm
It scares me when you leave
Smiling for the street
Because everyone can see
The dimples that come out
And the air when it passes
By lifting up your hair
And the gold you saw
By tying it to your neck
And the sky and the Moon
Because you want to see it
Until the water that you drink
When you wet your lips
I think of your look, your look exactly
It's a bullet in my chest
I think of your look, your look exactly
It's a bullet in my chest
I think of your look, your look exactly
It's a bullet in my chest
I think of your look
I think of your look
It scares me when you leave
Smiling for the street
Because everyone can see
The dimples that come out
It scares me when you leave
Smiling for the street
Because everyone can see
The dimples that come out
So beautiful that it threatens
When you're quiet it scares me
As cold as the snow
When it falls from the sky
When you go through the door
I don't think you will ever return
And if I don't hold on to you strongly
I feel it will be my fault
I think of your look, your look exactly
It's a bullet in my chest
I think of your look, your look exactly
It's a bullet in my chest
I think of your look, your look exactly
It's a bullet in my chest
I think of your look, your look exactly
It's a bullet in my chest
I think of your look, your look exactly
It's a bullet in my chest
I think of your look, your look exactly
It's a bullet in my chest
I think of your look, your look exactly
It's a bullet in my chest
I think of your look
I think of your look
It scares me when you leave
Smiling for the street
Because everyone can see
The dimples that come out
It scares me when you leave
Smiling for the street
Because everyone can see
The dimples that come out
Hmm-hmm-hm
Hmm-hmm-hm