Quibdó Estuche de Mi Corazón

I threaded my thoughts into your life
Like pearls strung on a necklace
After that distant departure
It shattered into a thousand pieces
The downcast soul that was about to set sail

Your memory tortured my mind
And covered the illusion with poetry
And so much is my joy in this moment
Happily I say
That you are the case of my heart

You have kept the best of my past
As if you were a glass case
You have also stolen my love as one steals
A diamond, a pearl, or a coral

You are the chest where I keep my past
Shelf where I placed the illusion

And in all the times
That I have sung to you
I had never expressed