Qué Poco Es Conocerte

How little it is to know you
And have found
A love greater than anything in the world

How little it is to know you
And have lived
And talk about everything that has happened

As a child, I always liked
To ride in a boat made of dreams
I had it docked in my hair
In the part where longing remains

As a child, I confused a plank
With the incredible sailboat I loved
And that river, to me, was the ocean
And I would release my sails early
Looking for the sea, looking for the sea

I never worried about reaching or not reaching
And the wind that blew was life
So I could love you
So I could see you
Like that

How little it is to know you
How little is everything
Feeling you warm like the sky

How little it is to know you
Knowing that you are
A love greater than anything in the world
A new love, stone by stone
Made of salt and made of sand
Like all loves are