Por Ti Aprendí a Querer a

With the hope of a sweet love
My heart opened up to life
And in the ashes of my sorrows
Like in a dream, a flower bloomed

A new song sprouted in my being
And with madness, I loved you, woman

Because of your sweet gaze
Ideal woman, I am happy
For you I learned to love
With all the fire in my being

My soul was reborn with the illusion of a new sun
That your image gave it, with your blushing face

Sweetest woman, your eyes are a song
A rose in bloom that perfumes my heart
Come to my arms that wait for only you

For you, ideal woman, only for you, I am happy

To find two pilgrim stones
To adorn your ideal eyes
God searched in miraculous minerals
The purest and most divine tears
He reviewed the marine madreporas
The luxury of oriental stones
The boiling of the sidereal lights
But the caves of diamond facets

And not finding luminous material
Suitable for your marvelous face
He bit his lips with red courage
Then God himself tore out his eyes
And with love, he stamped them
On your pretty face

Come to my arms that wait for you
Only for you

For you, ideal woman
Only for you
I am happy