With rough tenderness
I squeeze the sweet out of you
Bite my hands
They smell off dead flowers
When I peel
Off your skin
All the sweat begins to drip out of you
Feed my lies
And your fears I'll devour
Oh, Mandarina
Oh, Mandarina
Oh, Mandarina
Oh, Mandarina
Oh, Mandarina
Oh, Mandarina
Oh, Mandarina
Oh, Mandarina
(noriñori)
Sabor sweet and sour
Tus labios touching with cowardness
Me gusta morder
Tus gajos de piel
No alcanzan las horas
For me to tell u in the nicest way
Que no pienso volver
To this fruitful morir
Aunque te quiera tener
Aquí
Oh, Mandarina
Oh, Mandarina
Oh, Mandarina
Oh, Mandarina
Oh, Mandarina
Oh, Mandarina
Oh, Mandarina
Oh, Mandarina
Oh, Mandarina
Oh, Mandarina
Oh, Mandarina
Oh, Mandarina
Oh, Mandarina
Oh, Mandarina
Oh, Mandarina
Oh, Mandarina