A Tu Vera
Isabel Pantoja
By Your Side
By your side
By your side, always by your side,
Always by your side,
Until I die of love.
Not looking into your eyes,
Not knocking on your door,
Not stepping on the stones of your alley at night.
By your side, always by your side,
Always by your side,
Until I die of love.
Look what they say and say,
Look at that afternoon,
Look how it came and went,
From her house to the promenade.
And so looking and looking,
That's how my blindness began,
That's how my blindness began.
Not drinking from your well,
Not swearing on the gate,
Not looking with you,
The spring moon.
They can stab with knives,
They can cross with scissors,
They can cover with salt,
The bricks of your door.
Yesterday, today, tomorrow and always,
Eternally by your side,
Eternally by your side
