Piénsame

Why does it cost you, my love
To understand my destiny?
If that's how I was born
To be far from here
Wandering on some road

You fell in love with me
Knowing that I am a creature
That does not obey reason
Living in some corner
Where the night is dark

But think of me, think of me
In your empty side
That in your soul I was only
And the dream I snatched away

But think of me and forgive me
That turned you into a man
My mouth that does not respond
When you call me your woman

I never pretended to be
A prize that a man boasts
I am not like a flower
I don't dream of love
Or everything that is assumed

But when I think of you
In the hurtful wakefulness
I regret the goodbye
And I write you a song
To tell you: I love you

Just think of me, think of me
In your empty side
That in your soul I was only
And the dream I snatched away

But think of me and forgive me
That turned you into a man
My mouth that does not respond
When you call me your woman

Despite the fact that it amazes you
You managed to make me dream
To become
Your woman