Por Debajo De La Mesa (en inglés)

Por Debajo De La Mesa
Under the table I caress your knee
And I drink your angelical gaze sip by sip
And I breathe from your mouth that marvelous flower
The swallows of desire sing, fly, come, go

And I’m dying to take you to the corner of my lair
Where I hid a kiss with the nuance of an illusion
The drink is ending without my knowing what I’m doing
Whether to contain my instincts or to never let you go
You don’t know what you make me feel
If you could be in me for a minute
Maybe you’d fuse with this fire of my blood
And you’d live here with me holding you
You don’t know what you make me feel
That there’s no moment that I can be without you
You absorb the space and slowly make me yours
The pride in me dies and I can’t be without you
You absorb the space and slowly make me yours
The pride in me dies and I can’t be without you
In 'Under the Table,' Luis Miguel beautifully captures the feeling of longing and desire. He describes caressing a loved one's knee under the table, savoring their gaze and the intimacy of their connection...