Te Quiero

Since I saw your eyes, brunette
The days for me have been poems
Because with your gaze the footprints
Of sorrows that plagued my soul
They fled like a traveling cloud
Who died in the storm
And my sincere verses were born
Like waters from storms
That are born crystalline and tender
Radiant with immensity
With my illusion I will live, brunette
Because your eyes give eternal life

You might say, seeing me here
Singing your serenade
That is not so, that is not true
That these are things that happen
But I adore you, it's not a whim
It is not a whim, if it comes from the soul

Before he was the pilgrim without land
And I found my love, I stay, I stay
It will never be heard again, far away, so far away
A sad fluttering of a passing bird
That goes without ceasing through the wide sky
I would like to intoxicate my love with your kisses
And make you feel true passion
And you hear from me
I love you, I love you brunette

If your smile is pure, brunette
How will your crying be, your sorrows
If the most beautiful of beings suffers
Longing for his old loves
Her tears would be like sparks
That they would go to heaven with their light
Because between suns of dawns
Because between clouds of sunsets
And of dusks among stars
You are much more beautiful
I want to have the privilege
From the exquisite candor of your kisses

Maybe you will say, seeing me here, singing
Your serenade that is not like that, that is not
True, these are things that happen
But I adore you, it's not a whim, it's not
A whim if it comes from the soul
Last night I had the most beautiful dream
You walked very sadly among roses
I begged you to let me be the owner
From your sigh, your soft hair
Waterfall of light, radiating stars
And I swore to you that my love affair is eternal
And like a miracle, silence fell
And I heard your voice, saying
I love you, I love you