Cuanto más me sujetas [English translation]

It was useless for you

to fill the pitcher with honey

Because by putting it in my mouth,

It was turned into bitter gall.

The harder you hold me,

The more afraid of falling I am.

The harder you hold me,

The more afraid of falling I am.

I left my space

And you made room in your skin for me.

And as in a rosary,

I said each part without understanding anything.

The harder you hold me,

The more afraid of falling I am.

The harder you hold me,

The more afraid of falling I am.

Like a lost star,

I wandered through your universe and I got thirsty.

And without a second thought,

You put the ocean at my feet.

The harder you hold me,

The more afraid of falling I am.

The harder you hold me,

The more afraid of falling I am.

• Artist:Bebe