Quebrada de Reyes, baja a las carpas de Yala con setenta anos que tiene. La harina del Carnaval le pensamienta las sienes cuando sobre el mujerio su canto
: Is it still me that makes you sweat? Am I who you think about in bed? When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your
Is it still me that makes you sweat? Am I who you think about in bed? When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking As you're sliding off your dress
now my love is not around cause i did something i swore i'd never do then i made a lie if i could've kept it it would've saved my life but i can't lie
Tradução: Villancicos. ¿Eres tú en una mentira del Pesebre.
[chorus:] Lies, lies, using lies as alibis Lie's, lies, just a devil in disguise It's the same game Played in so many ways Everyone is the victim too
Is it still me that makes you sweat? Am I who you think about in bed? When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress
