Quizás, no sé

Amor, no sé si es amor.
Esto que siento por ti.
Sé, que solo atracción no es.
Algo más, debe de ser.

Vasta que te vea pasar.
O que al pasar yo, te alcance a ver.
Para empezar a temblar.
De la cabeza a los pies.

Traumático para mí es.
Si le tengo que hablar.
Pues me pongo a tartamudear.
Y a balbucear también.

Y si te acercas a mí.
Me congelo de una vez.
Mi estómago parece tener,
Mariposa y hielo a la vez.

Por eso te digo mi amor.
Qué atracción solo no es.
Quizás sea amor.
Quizás, tal vez.

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Maybe, I don't know

Love, I don't know if it's love.
This, that I feel for you.
I know, it's just not attraction.
Something else, it must be.

It's enough that I see you passing by.
Or that as I pass by, I catch a glimpse of you.
To start trembling.
From head to toe.

Traumatic for me.
If I have to talk to him.
Then I start stuttering.
And stammer too.

And if you come near me.
I freeze all at once.
My stomach seems to have,
Butterfly and ice at the same time.

That's why I tell you my love.
What attraction alone is not.
Maybe it's love.
Maybe, may be.