Flores negras
Me hacen daño tus ojos
Me hacen daño tus manos
Me hacen daño tus labios
Que saben fingir.
A mi sombra pregunto
Si esos labios que adoro
En un beso sagrado
Podrán mentir.
Aunque viva, prisionera
En mi soledad mi alma te dirá:
Te quiero.
Nuestros labios, guardan flama
De un beso voraz, que no olvidarás
Mañana.
Flores negras, del destino
Nos apartan sin piedad
Pero el dia vendrá en que seas
Para mi nomás, nomás.
Me hacen daño tus manos
Me hacen daño tus labios
Que saben fingir.
A mi sombra pregunto
Si esos labios que adoro
En un beso sagrado
Podrán mentir.
Aunque viva, prisionera
En mi soledad mi alma te dirá:
Te quiero.
Nuestros labios, guardan flama
De un beso voraz, que no olvidarás
Mañana.
Flores negras, del destino
Nos apartan sin piedad
Pero el dia vendrá en que seas
Para mi nomás, nomás.
Credits
Writer(s): Mario Cesar Gomila, Francisco De Caro
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