La gota de rocío

The dew drop
He fell from the sky
And in it my love
The little face was washed

But it was so early
That the sun did not come out
And the hands froze
And cheeks of my love

I believed that the stars
They were going to look for her
And that on her beautiful face
They started to play

He told me: I'm cold
Bring me warmth
And I went with such vigor
That I lit his heart

And while he was kissing her
He told me in a tremble
This is what was missing
For the sun to come out

Oh, dewdrop
Don't stop falling
For my love
Always wanted to have me