Colgando En Tus Manos lyrics

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Colgando En Tus Manos

Quizá no fue coincidencia encontrarme contigo.
Tal vez esto lo hizo el destino.
Quiero dormirme de nuevo en tu pecho
y después me despierten tus besos.

Tu sexto sentido aún sueña conmigo,
se que pronto estaremos unidos.
Esa sonrisa traviesa que vive conmigo,
se que pronto estaré en tu camino.

Sabes que estoy colgando en tus manos,
asique no me dejes caer.
Sabes que estoy colgando en tus manos.

Te envío poemas de mi puño y letra.
Te envío canciones de 4 40.
Te envío las fotos cenando
en Marbella y cuando estuvimos por Venezuela.
Y así me recuerdes y tengas presente
que mi corazón está colgando en tus manos.
Cuidado, cuidado, no perderé
la esperanza de estar contigo.
Quiero beberme de ti todo lo prohibido.
Quiero amanecer besando toda, toda tu ternura.
Mi niña, mi vida, te necesito.

Submitted by Guest on Thu, 01/10/2009 - 06:57
Maybe it was no coincidence for me to meet you
Maybe this was destiny.
I want to fall asleep on your chest again
And then be awaken by your kisses.

Your sixth sense dreams of me,
I know that we will be together soon.
Your naughty smile lives with me,
I know I will soon cross your path.

You know that I am hanging in your hands
So do not let me fall
You know I am hanging in your hands.

I send you hand written poems
I send you songs by 440
I send you pictures of us dinning in Marbella
and of when we were in Venezuela.
So that you remember me and remember that my heart is hanging in your hands.
Be careful, careful, my heart is hanging in your hands.

I won't lose hope in talking with you
It doesn't matter what destiny says
I want to have your fragrance with me
and drink of you all that is forbidden
You know that i am hanging in your hands
Hmm, so don't let me fall
You know that i am hanging in your hands

I send you hand written poems
I send you songs by 440
I send you pictures of us dining in Marbella
and of when we were in Venezuela
So that you remember me and remember that my heart is hanging in your hands.
Be careful, be very careful, my heart is hanging in your hands.
Marta i tell you, you have me in your hands.
It doesn't matter what destiny says, stay with me.
I want it all from you , your lips, your love, the forbidden

I send you hand written poems
I send you songs by 440
I send you pictures of us dinning in Marbella
and of when we were in Venezuela.
So that you remember me and remember that my heart is hanging in your hands.
Be careful, careful, my heart is hanging in your hands.
my heart is hanging in you hands, my heart is hanging in your hands.
Submitted by cynthiazd on Thu, 01/10/2009 - 06:57

 

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kubeseba     October 20th, 2011