Colgando en tus manos (en inglés)

Colgando en tus manos
Perhaps not coincidentally meet you
Perhaps this destination did
I sleep on my chest again
And then I wake up your kisses
Your sixth sense with me dreams
I know that soon we will be united
That mischievous smile who lives with me
I know I will soon be on your way
You know I'm hanging on your hands
So do not let me fall
You know I'm hanging on your hands

[Chorus]
I send poems of my own hand
I send you songs of 4.40
I send the photos dining at Marbella
And when we were in Venezuela
And so I remember and have this
That my heart is hanging on your hands
Beware, beware
That my heart is hanging on your hands
Do not lose hope to talk to you
I do not care who says the fate
I want to have your scent with me
And drink up for you the forbidden
You know I'm hanging on your hands
So do not let me fall
You know I'm hanging on your hands
[Chorus]
I send you my poems handwritten
I send you songs of 4.40
I send the photos dining at Marbella
And when we were in Venezuela
And so, so remember me and have this
That my heart is hanging on your hands
Careful, careful (very careful)
Cuiado, Marta I say
I have in your hands
No matter who says the fate
Stay with me
I want all of you
Your lips your forbidden love

[Chorus]
I send poems of my own hand
I send you songs of 4.40
I send the photos dining at Marbella
And when we were in Venezuela
And so I remember and have this
That my heart is hanging on your hands
Beware, beware
That my heart is hanging on your hands (3)