Cuanto Daria
El Barrio
How Much I Would Give
And I know that sometimes you've cried a thousand tears
And once I broke your heart
But the heat that my flamenco exudes
Is the reason why I die of love
Full of jealousy of the air she breathes
Jealousy, little jealousies I feel for her love
And with her hair that smells like cinnamon
Mint, thyme, and laurel
And in the shade of a tree
That I stopped to consider
How few friends one has
Who has little to give
And poverty told me
Don't cry or have sorrows
That for you there is a remedy
That you have the I love you's, that your flamenco gives you
Full, full
Fill my affection
Oh! Fill it, heart
You light up my life
You heal my wounds
Because I can't live
Without your love
Oh! Without your love
How much I would give to catch
How much I would give to catch
The stars in the sky
And place them at your feet
