Envidia

Envy
I envy the valleys
I envy the mountains
The rivers and the streets
That you have crossed, without me

Envy
I envy your things
I envy your shadow
Your belongings and your roses
Because they are close to you

And see how great my love is
That when I say your name
I envy my own voice

Envy
I envy the handkerchief
That once dried your tears
And it's because I love you so much
That my envy is only love

And see how great my love is
That when I say your name
I envy my own voice

Envy
I envy the handkerchief
That once dried your tears
And it's because I love you so much
That my envy is only love
It's only love
It's only love