Por un minuto de amor,
por un segundo de calma,
por un ratito de sol
te entrego toda mi alma.
¿Por qué se esconde mi voz
cuando el silencio me habla?
¿Por qué no encuentro el amor
que dejé sobre la cama?
Con estas manos te busco
disfrazando mi esperanza,
por medio de este desierto
serás un poco de agua,
nada más, nada menos...
Donde termina el dolor
no hacen falta las palabras,
¿dónde encontraré la puerta
que abra la puerta de mi alma?
Si yo pudiera estar
Can I Get a Witness
gold coast slave ship bound for cotton fields
sold in a market down in new orleans
scarred old slaver knows he's doing alright
hear him whip the women, just around midnight
ah, brown sugar how come you taste so good?
ah, brown sugar just like a young girl should
drums beating cold english blood runs hot
lady of the house wonderin' where it's gonna stop
house boy knows that he's doing alright
you should a heard him just around midnight
ah, brown sugar how come you taste so good?
ah, brown sugar just like a young girl should
ah, brown sugar how come you taste so good?
ah, brown sugar just like a young girl should
i bet your mama was a tent show queen
and all her girlfriends were sweet sixteen
i'm no school boy but i know what i like
you should have heard me just around midnight
ah, brown sugar how come you taste so good?
ah, brown sugar just like a young girl should
i said yeah, yeah, yeah, whew
how come you... how come you taste so good?
i said yeah, yeah, yeah, whew
just like a black girl should