Muchacho de Blue Jeans

I saw your profile arriving in the afternoon to me
Crossing the streets running and smiling again
And jumping over the puddles that the rain forgot
Your face to the wind softly whistling a song
You go with old sneakers, blue jeans under the sun
The wind embraces you among the tops of the flowering trees
But boy in blue jeans come closer to me

(chorus)
Oh my boy in blue jeans
Never stop singing
Let your hair tousled by the winds, it doesn't matter
Oh my boy in blue jeans
Never stop singing
Let your hair tousled by the winds, it doesn't matter

Run lightly and lie down on the grass without thinking
It's already nine on the clock, we'll have to go home
And we'll turn the corner, the lights will shine sadly
The moon will be waiting for me on the patio
But boy in blue jeans come closer to me

(chorus)
Oh my boy in blue jeans
Never stop singing
Let your hair tousled by the winds, it doesn't matter
Oh my boy in blue jeans
Never stop singing
Let your hair tousled by the winds, it doesn't matter

Oh my boy in blue jeans
Never stop singing
Let your hair tousled by the winds, it doesn't matter
Oh my boy in blue jeans
Never stop singing
Let your hair tousled by the winds, it doesn't matter

Oh my boy in blue jeans...