La Quiero a Morir
El Puchero Del Hortelano
I Love Her to Death
And I, who until yesterday was just a lazy bum
Now I'm the guardian of her dreams of love,
I love her to death,
You can tear apart everything you see,
Because she can recreate it all with just a breath
Like it’s nothing, like it’s nothing,
I love her to death.
She stops the hands of every clock and helps me paint the pain clear with her smile,
And she builds a tower from the sky down to here and sews me some wings and helps me rise
In a hurry, in a hurry,
I love her to death.
She knows every battle, every wound, every soul,
She knows well every battle of life and love too.
She sketches a landscape and makes me live it, in a pencil forest she takes hold of me,
I love her to death;
And she traps me in a loop that never tightens, like a thread of silk that I don’t want to let go,
I don’t want to let go, I don’t want to let go,
I love her to death.
When I climb into her eyes I face the sea, two mirrors of water locked in glass,
I love her to death;
And I can only confront, I can only chat,
I can only get tangled up, I can only accept
To be only hers, to be only hers,
I love her to death.
She knows every battle, every wound, every soul, she knows well every battle of life and love too.
And I, who until yesterday was just a lazy bum and now I'm the guardian of her dreams of love,
I love her to death,
You can tear apart everything you see, because she can recreate it all with just a breath
Like it’s nothing, like it’s nothing,
I love her to death.
