La Chica de Mi Escuela

With her notebook under her arm
With her hair loose and her beautiful eyes
I see her every morning
Always walking the same path

Carrying my backpack
I carry
The same destiny as her
I wish I could say something to her
But I don't dare
Because I'm very shy

With her pretty face
Her eyes like two stars
Her colorful skirt
Plays with the wind
And makes her look more beautiful

The girl from my school
Has me in love
With her tender face
I'm excited
The girl from my school
Is good and pretty
I wish I could tell her
That she's my favorite