Tu Voz
Vicente Fernández
Your Voice
I don't know what it is about your voice that fascinates
I don't know what it is about your voice so divine
That magical duel brings solace to my heart
I don't know what it is about your voice that illuminates
Like a magical spell to my passion
Your voice entered my being
And I have it captive
Your voice is the tolling of bells as the evening dies
Your voice that is the moan of violins
In the early hours
And if the divine power you have, my love
To soften
Your voice that is the whisper of palms
Tenderness of breeze
Your voice that is the trill of mockingbirds
In the arbor
Your voice, crystalline torrent
Like a waterfall
God bless you, my love
Your grace and your being
That make me dream
And what am I to you, my dear?
Sugar
Your voice entered my being
And I have it captive
Your voice is the tolling of bells as the evening dies
Your voice that is the moan of violins
In the early hours
And if the divine power you have, my love
To soften
Your voice that is the whisper of palms
Tenderness of breeze
Your voice that is the trill of mockingbirds
In the arbor
Your voice, crystalline torrent
Like a waterfall
God bless you, my love
Your grace and your being
That make me dream
