Obsecion

Antony:

They are the five and the morning

And i have not slept anything,

Thinking of your beauty, lunatic will stop.

The insomnia is my punishment,

Your love will be my relief

And until you are not mine i won't live in peace.

Today i met your boyfriend, small and non buenmozo

And you that the he/she doesn't love you, for their form of

Speaking.

Also your you don't love him, because the one doesn't give the

Size,

He/she doesn't know how to delight as he/she would make it me,

But i will have patience because the one is not competition,

For that reason there are not reasons, for me to respect it.

Coro:(yudy santos)

No, it is not love, that that your you feel, he/she calls

Himself obsecion,

An illusion in your thought that makes you be things, this way

The heart works.

Antony:

Very dress and in my lexus,

Go by your school, they inform me

That you fuistes, as crazy went you to alcansar,

It looks for you and he/she didn't find you,

And that me procupaba,

To calm my longing, i wanted to call you,

But non taenia your i number,

And your friend already denied it to me,

That beautiful one a lot helps myself,

And that brought me the solution,

Me you that he liked,

And that i gave him a look,

With a couple of words

Your i number he/she gave me,

Of the cellular one he/she called,

And your you didn't answer,

Then i put you a pager

And there was not connection,

My only hope,

It is that you hear my words

(yudy)

I am not able to, i have boyfriend

(antony)

Don't please hook me

Yudy: choir

I made appointment pal psychiatrist

To see if he/she helped me,

Because i no longer have friends

For alone to speak of you,

What i want is to speak to you,

To try to kiss you

To be passion of an obsecion that he/she cannot die.

And quisas thinks that i am silly, rascal, and also crazy,

But it is that in the love i am very original,

I fall in love as others,

I conquer to my way,

To love is my talent,

I will fall in love,

It excuses if i offend you

But it is that i am honest

With luxury of particulars

He/she listens my version

Pure cream and chocolate,

Huntarte and devour you,

To take you to another world

In your mind heart.

They come adventure he/she lives

Let us make a thousand madness

I will make you caresses that have not been invented.

It is not love, it is not love, it is an obsecion(repeat til

Fade)