Yo Quiero Ser

I want to be an oak tree to give you shade,
I want to be your soul to be in you.
I want to be
the sigh of your lips, I want to be,
the sigh of your lips,
the sigh of your lips, I want to be,
the sigh of your lips.

I want to be the tears of your goodbye,
and the skin of your cheeks I want to be.
I want to be
the yes to your questions, I want to be,
the yes to your questions,
the yes to your questions, I want to be
the yes to your questions.

I want to be the wind that reaches your window
and watch over your dream under your pillow.
I want to be your white room
the light of your balcony,
your confident friend,
your white room,
the light of your balcony,
your confident friend.

I want to be your mirror, I want to be your bed
I want to be the breeze of your dawn.
I want to be
the scent of your hands, I want to be,
the scent of your hands,
the scent of your hands, I want to be,
the scent of your hands.

I will give you all that I am, all my caresses,
when you are mine, when you are mine.
I want to be
your white room, the light of your balcony,
your confident friend,
your white room, the light of your balcony,
your confident friend,
your white room, the light of your balcony,
your confident friend.

La la ra ra....