| Waiting. | 
| The ship of oblivion has not yet departed. | 
| Let us not condemn what has been lived to shipwreck. | 
| For our yesterday, for our love, I ask you. | 
| Waiting. | 
| I still have springs in my hands | 
| to fill you with caresses all new | 
| that would die in my hands if you left. | 
| Wait a little, a little more, | 
| to bring you my happiness. | 
| Wait a little, a little more. | 
| I would die if you leave. | 
| Wait a little, a little more, | 
| to bring you my happiness. | 
| Wait a little, a little more. | 
| I would die if you leave. | 
| Waiting. | 
| I still have joy to give you. | 
| I have a thousand nights of love to give you. | 
| I give you my life in exchange for staying. | 
| Waiting. | 
| I wouldn't understand my tomorrow if you left | 
| And I even admit that your love lied to me. | 
| I would adore you even if you didn't love me. | 
| Wait a little, a little more, | 
| to bring you my happiness. | 
| Wait a little, a little more. | 
| I would die if you leave. | 
| Wait a little, a little more, | 
| to bring you my happiness. | 
| Wait a little, a little more. | 
| I would die if you leave. |