Si Pudiera Leer Tus Sueños

If I could read your dreams
And you dreamed on paper
Page by page, your notebook
Once and again
By the light of a candle
I’d read Maribel

If that candle burned out
And you dreamed of the Indian
With the sail of a big ship
Yellow, tight, and clean
And my eyes tightly shut
Maribel would sail

Mm