Chiquilla

In the morning I wake up
and I run from my bed
to be able to see that little girl
through my window.
Because I spend the whole day suffering,
since I love her with all my soul,
and I chase her in my thoughts
in the early morning.
I have something burning inside me
that doesn't let me think of anything,
oh, that is not about that little girl
and her gaze.

And I look at her.
And she doesn't say anything to me.
But her two black eyes
pierce me like swords.
But her two black eyes
pierce me like swords.

That silence that consumes me
tells me things that are so clear
that I can't, I can't, I can't
stop looking at her.
And I have to tell her soon
that I'm crazy in love with her
and that her eyes carry the fire
of some star.
That words fall short
to express all that I feel,
because my little girl is the most beautiful
in the sky.

And I love her,
like the sun loves the morning.
Like the rays of light
to my window.
I love her
like the rays of light
to my window