Más Que La Piel (More Than the Skin)

Intro]

(Soft, intricate guitar plucking. The sound of a güira starts a slow, steady scrape. The mood is quiet and focused.)

You looked me in the eye and asked me a question

A little bit of doubt, a little bit of tension

You asked if you’re the most attractive I’ve ever known

Well, let me tell you the truth, let the seeds be sown:

I’ve walked with many women, beautiful on the face

But they were hollow inside, they lacked your grace.

(Bass enters, adding weight to the words)

Surface beauty is a fire that eventually dies

I’ve seen "perfection" that was nothing but lies

They were empty in the center, ugly in the core

When they spoke their truth, I didn't want them anymore.

(The rhythm lifts—full of passion and soul)

Yes, you’re the most attractive, but it’s more than the skin

It’s the light in your soul where the true colors begin

I don’t look at the surface, I look deep into the core

To the heart of the person that I’ve come to adore

You’re kind and generous, you’re compassionate and true

There’s a universe of beauty living inside of you.

(The "Bachata" guitar plays a melancholic melody)

After all you went through, after all of the pain

You kept your spirit pure, like the desert after rain

You maintained who you are through the fire and the cold

That’s the kind of beauty that never grows old

That understanding heart, that gentle, healing hand

Makes you the most attractive woman in this land.

(Tempo slows down for a dramatic "sentimiento" moment)

Others were just pictures... you are the real thing

Others were just silence... you’re the song I sing

I see your soul, baby... and it’s beautiful.

Es tu alma la que me enamora. (It's your soul that makes me fall in love.)

(The guitar fades out with a final, sweet chord)

The most attractive... for real.

Because of the core.

Because of your soul.

My love... you’re beautiful.

(Final bongo tap)