Recently, I was on a message board that I frequent, and someone asked about a few songs and whether we found them romantic, and what other suggestions we might have for such songs. I didn't contribute any new ones to the thread at the time, but the following day, I heard a song that I'd liked for years and whose lyrics I loved. The song was "Desnuda", by Ricardo Arjona.<\/p>\n
Desnuda<\/strong><\/p>\n \nNo es ninguna aberraci\u00f3n sexual Desnuda Now the message here is clear – 'I love you, and you're so beautiful as you are that I love watching you naked as you were born. Even though I've noticed your little flaws, I don't care, and they only enhance your beauty to me'. <\/p>\n To me, these lyrics are incredibly romantic and beautiful, even though they're not describing typical romance or the general goings on of a relationship. Face it, there are many of those songs, with many more veering toward the saccharine than not. Granted, I love sweet and sometimes cheesy love songs too (Your Body is a Wonderland<\/em>, anyone?), but there's something about songs whose writers and performers rise to a certain poetic level.<\/p>\n Here's the video:<\/p>\n
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Pero me gusta verte andar en cueros
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El comp\u00e1s de tus pechos aventureros
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Victimas de la gravedad
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Ser\u00e1 porque no me gusta la tapicer\u00eda
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Que creo que tu desnudez
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Es tu mejor lenceria
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Por eso es que me gustas tal y como eres
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Incluso ese par de libras de mas
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Si te viese tu jefe desnuda y detras
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No dudaria en promover tu cintura
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Deja llenarme de tu desnudez
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Para afrontar los dizfraces de afuera
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De una mejor manera\n<\/p>\n
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Que no habra dise\u00f1o que te quede mejor
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Que el de tu piel ajustada a tu figura
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Desnuda
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Que no hay un ingenuo que vista una flor
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Seria como taparle la hermosura
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Desnuda
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Que la naturaleza no se equivoca
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Y si te hubiese querido con ropa
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Con ropa hubieses nacido
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Deja llenarme de tu desnudez
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Para vestirme por dentro
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Aunque sea un momento\n<\/p>\n<\/p>\n