Paroles et traduction La Sonora Matancera - Tres Palabras

Tres Palabras

Oye la confesión de mi secreto
Nace de un corazón, que esta desierto
Con tres palabras, pediré todas mis cosas
Cosas del corazón, que son preciosas
Dame tus manos, ven
Toma las mias, que te voy a confiar
Las ánsias mias,
Son tres palabras solamente
Mis angustias, y esas palabras son:
"Como me gustas"

Dame tus manos, ven
Toma las mias
Que te voy a confiar, las ánsias mias
Son tres palabras, solamente
Mis angustias, y esas palabras son:
"Como me gustas".

Three Words

Hear the confession of my secret
Born from a heart that is deserted
With three words, I will ask for all my things
Things of the heart, that are precious
Give me your hands, come
Take mine, that I will confide in you
My desires,
Are only three words
My anguish, and those words are:
"How I like you"

Give me your hands, come
Take mine
That I will confide in you, my desires
They are only three words
My anguish, and those words are:
"How I like you".