Romance de Piel Morena

I dreamed that I kissed your mouth
Red modest fruit
That your kisses keep me awake
And my hands undress you
Dreaming and living dreaming
For your love since that day
I heard your trembling voice
Confused with joy

My guitar sings sorrow
For your hands, brown skin
You lit up my grove
With morning warmth
And in my nights I dream and dream
That I'm dying for your kisses
My love, old sorrow
From Corrientes, brown skin

One day I kissed trembling
Your modest mouth
My beloved dream came true
Of summer and butterfly
A song was born on my skin
Of joy and dew
Then the cold of autumn
Of winter and oblivion

My guitar sings sorrow
For your hands, brown skin
You lit up my grove
With morning warmth
And in my nights I dream and dream
That I'm dying for your kisses
My love, old sorrow
From Corrientes, brown skin

Warm sand
Swallow
Old sorrow
From Corrientes