La Chica de La Boutique

I was walking, looking at shop windows
And while dreaming, when I saw you
You were posing a bit, like filming
Standing at the door of the boutique
I approached, maybe pulsating
What you would feel close to me
I looked into your eyes, I said smiling
What a beautiful girl they sell here

You asked me what I was going to buy, I said nothing
I just want to look at you without bothering you
But if I could, I would try to buy you
Not with money, but with affection and never leave you

This was the beginning of such a lovely time
Walking through the streets, I remember you
This was the beginning of such a lovely time
I never forget that boutique
I never forget that boutique
I never forget that boutique