Mi bien

At the turn of the little path,
at the edge of the Palmar,
I wait for you on the flowers
that I want to give you my love.
Caresses that keep coming
like the breeze that leads to the sea.

Poor me,
if your love goes away,
I'll be waiting for you
at the edge of the Palmar.
I am so happy, if you give me your love,
only in your arms, my love, I know what it is to love.

In the early morning
you can hear the song of the oriole
that says you love me
and that you're dying to see me now,
and my soul flies away
like a seagull in the vastness.

How long will you be with me?
How long will you love me?
I wish I could love you
with the love that is given, and given,
I wish I could take your heart
to eternity.