Mírala, míralo [English translation]

Look at her, look at her, look at her

Goddess clothed in saliva and salt

Her eyes open wide, staring as if she were dead

Moaning on the floor of the room

Look at him, look at him, look at him

An angel naked, bathed in sweat

Climbing up the mountains of her body

"Don't stop, please."

In the heat of noon,

A savage combat.

Look at her, look at her, look at her

How she writhes, how she asks for more

She bites on something, is born again from the ashes

And she makes him excited again

I almost tiptoe into the room

And in the total darkness, (I see that)

the bonfire of my nightmares

is ablaze

You're beautiful, beautiful, beautiful

More than the sky

With a million stars

It is easy to forgive

When one's love is real

You're beautiful, beautiful, beautiful

Dangerous and beautiful

Too beautiful, so much more than beautiful

I think that I should scream at seeing this

But I just bite my tongue

Look at her, look at her, look at her

She tangles herself our and tangles herself back in

A Medusa beneath the tide

Right before going under

Look at him, look at him, look at him

So proud, so emotional

Asking for romantic music,

The same music they make me sing

In front of the hypnotized door

Of my own home

I cannot believe it,

No matter how much I see it!

You're beautiful, beautiful, beautiful

More than the sky

With a million stars

It is easy to forgive

When one's love is real

You're beautiful, beautiful, beautiful

Dangerous and beautiful

Too beautiful, so much more than beautiful

I think that I should scream at seeing this

But I just freeze, oh no!

Beautiful beautiful beautiful

More than a sunset

An angel who is naked and bathed in sweat

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, dangerous and beautiful

Oh no, why do you do this to me?

Tell me

I can see it, but I can't believe it, no

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, too beautiful

Look at him, look at her, ah ah

• Artist:Alejandra Guzmán
• Album:Libre (1993)