Don't you touch me Don't you touch me with a sharp knife Touch me with your soft hands Touch me, touch me, touch me The redness of your skin, Delima That's the redness of my love The white of your skin, Delima That's the white of my love Delima Delima, Delima, Delima You are the breath of my life The white of your skin, Delima That's the white of my love Delima Delima Don't you touch me with a sharp knife Touch me with your soft hands Touch me, touch me, touch me The redness of your skin, Delima That's the white of my love That's the white of my love Don't you touch me with a sharp knife Touch me with your soft hands So that my love is still fresh Feel the sweetness when you're jealous Delima, Delima, Delima You are the breath of my life The white of your skin, Delima That's the white of my love