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Amárrame las manos o clausúrame la boca
If I go too far in caressing you all over
And you are so pretty, so feminine, so beautiful
I want to strip you of your fears, of your clothes
I know that your past is going around in your little head.
And you fear that I will find out that other hands touched you
I don't care if I'm not the first.
That you truly love me, that is my most desired dream
I'm a thousand times stupid
I've been tangled up so many times already
Why should I judge you?
No, what good are prejudices?
Why do I want you, virgin?
I'm not looking for you to pray to you
Don't worry, your past is the least of it.
It's your present that I want
And I already love you without measure
If I am not the first to enjoy your caresses
Not even the man who made you a woman
Now I just want to be the last one in your life
I'm a thousand times stupid
I've been tangled up so many times already
Why should I judge you?
No, what good are prejudices?
Why do I want you, virgin?
I didn't look for you to pray to you
Don't worry, your past is the least of it.
It's your present that I want
And I already love you without measure
If I am not the first to enjoy your caresses
Not even the man who made you a woman
Now I just want to be the last one in your life
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