Tres Palabras
Oye la confesión, de mis secretos
Nace de un corazón, que está desierto
Con tres palabras, te diré todas mis cosas
Cosas del corazón, que son preciosas
Dame tus manos, ven, toma las mías
Que te voy a confiar, las ansías mías
Son tres palabras, solamente mis angustias
Y esas palabras son, cómo me gustas
Son tres palabras, solamente mis angustias
Y esas palabras son, cómo me gustas
Uh-uh
Nace de un corazón, que está desierto
Con tres palabras, te diré todas mis cosas
Cosas del corazón, que son preciosas
Dame tus manos, ven, toma las mías
Que te voy a confiar, las ansías mías
Son tres palabras, solamente mis angustias
Y esas palabras son, cómo me gustas
Son tres palabras, solamente mis angustias
Y esas palabras son, cómo me gustas
Uh-uh
Credits
Writer(s): Osvaldo Farres
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