Lyrics of Amemonos - Flor Silvestre

Amemonos (original)

Buscaba mi alma con afán tu alma
Buscaba yo la virgen que a mi frente
Tocaba con sus manos dulcemente
En el febril insomnio de mi amor
Buscaba yo la mujer pálida y bella
Que en mis sueños me visita desde niño
Para partir con ella mi cariño
Para partir con ella mi dolor
Como en la sacra soledad del templo
Sin ver a dios se siente su presencia
Yo presentí en el mundo tu existencia
Y como a dios, sin verte te adore
Amémonos mi bien en este mundo
Donde lagrimas tantas se derraman
Las que vierten quizá los que se aman
Tienen un no se que de bendición
Amar es empapar el pensamiento
Con la fragancia del edén perdido
Amar, amar es llevar herido
Con un dardo celeste el corazón
Es tocar los dinteles de la gloria
Es ver tus ojos, es escuchar tu acento
Es en el alma llevar el firmamento
Y es morir a tus pies de adoración

(translation)

I was looking for my soul with eagerness your soul
I was looking for the virgin who in front of me
She touched with her hands sweetly
In the feverish insomnia of my love
I was looking for the pale and beautiful woman
That in my dreams she visits me since I was a child
To leave with her my love
To share with her my pain
As in the sacred solitude of the temple
Without seeing God you feel his presence
I presented in the world your existence
And like god, without seeing you I adore you
Let's love each other my good in this world
where so many tears are shed
The ones that spill maybe the ones that love each other
They have an I don't know what blessing
To love is to soak the thought
With the fragrance of Eden lost
To love, to love is to carry hurt
With a celestial dart the heart
It is touching the lintels of glory
It's seeing your eyes, it's hearing your accent
It is in the soul to carry the firmament
And it is to die at your feet of worship