El Camionero

Every day on the road
evening and early morning
and my love grows more.

Because I think of her on the way
imagining her affection
and all the good she gives.

Nostalgia comes to talk to me
with the radio I manage
to chase away the loneliness.

I go a little by day,
faster at night I turn on the headlights
to illuminate the darkness.

I know, I run in search of her
heart beating so fast
but I proceed with caution
I don't risk it in full speed.

I know, always on that road
at the wheel I think of her
I already painted a heart on my bumper
and her name.

I've traveled all over my country
like every truck driver
I've had rain and fog.

When it rains, the wipers slide
the windshield goes back and forth, my heart beats the same.
Crazy for the sweetness of her kisses
I look full of desires
at her picture on the dashboard.

It's in the warmth of her embrace
that I forget about the fatigue
and I replenish myself with her honey.

I know... Every day on the road
evening and early morning
and my love grows more.

I shift gears and feel the wind
I go with God and I'm happy
my journey continues in peace.

Chorus:
Every day my love grows
for the love of that woman.