A caress, a sweet kiss, and an apology
A glance, a hug, a flower
With sweetness, with affection, and with passion
That's what I ask you, love
Simple things that now you don't give me
That I beg you for madly if you don't want to finish
In your hands you have the chance
Today you decide whether to love me or break my heart
Your hair in the wind that tangles
Between my hands in the warmth
You've managed to understand
That the little things are
The ones that make this burn
The rest of the things will fix themselves
Simple things that now you do give me
That I love you like crazy and I'll always love you
In your hands you have the chance
You chose to love me and not break my heart
Simple things that now you don't give me
That I beg you for madly if you don't want to finish
In your hands you have the chance
Today you decide whether to love me or break my heart