Soy Un Zorzal

I'm a thrush
Prisoner and singer
Who dedicates the trill to you
I'm that humble thrush
Who has come to implore
A little bit of love

I want your heart
To be a nest of love
I want to harbor my passion
In your heart
I want to ask you, my love
To heal the wound of your troubadour

Give me to sip; from your lips in bloom
To sweeten my life
And so you will always be
Owner of this thrush that your love captivated