Quiero Ser Poeta

I have learned how to walk
above the sun without burning my feet.
I have been able to embrace it
without feeling the heat they say it gives off.
I have learned to fly
with the wind that blows just to see you.
Even if you are so far away,
I will come to find you and later who knows.
I want to be a poet
and tell you to your face
that I like you a little or better yet madly.
I want to be a poet
and beg you to your face
to stay for a while or better yet forever.
(chorus)
You scare me and I feel sorry,
sorry, little sorry.
I have learned to love you a little more each day.
I have learned to forget you a little more each day.
And I feel sorry, little sorry.