Translation of the song lyrics Quiero Ser - Sarayma, Los Rebujitos

Quiero Ser (original)

Me encanta ser un trocito de tu ser
Tenerte cerca, poderte respirar
Escucharte regresar
En tus brazos siento la libertad
Siento hambre de ti cuando te vas
Es la calma que me das
Pero a veces me pierdo
En lagunas y desiertos
Pero vuelvo para ser de ti
Es la fuerza que me hace regresar
Quiero ser el aire
Y bailar tu pelo
Ser la madrugada para tus desvelos
Ser de ti tu mundo
Amarrar cada segundo
Que te tengo para mi, para mi
Quiero ser la hoguera
Para iluminarte
Ser tu marinero
Para navegarte
Ser de ti a tu antojo
El calor a tu sonrojo
Y tus ganas de vivir, de vivir…
A la corriente me lleva cada vez más
Y me encanta poder desembocar
En tu arena y en tu mar
Pero a veces me pierdo
En lagunas y desiertos
Pero vuelvo para ser de ti
Es la fuerza que me hace regresar
Quiero ser el aire
Y bailar tu pelo
Ser la madrugada para tus desvelos
Ser de ti tu mundo
Amarrar cada segundo
Que te tengo para mi, para mi.
Quiero ser la hoguera
Para iluminarte
Ser tu marinero
Para navegarte
Ser de ti a tu antojo
El calor a tu sonrojo

Quiero Ser (translation)

How I cherish being a sliver of your soul,
To keep you near—inhale your presence, whole,
Listening for your return like evening rain,
In your embrace, I find my iron gates unchained,
When you depart, hunger shadows my chest,
A hush of peace you leave, a sheltered rest,
Yet sometimes I wander, lost and unmoored,
Amid lakes grown silent, deserts unexplored,
But always I spiral back, drawn by your gravity,
By the hidden current that restores me to thee,
Let me be the air—
And dance within your streaming hair,
To become the dawn for your sleepless hours,
To be your world, the space that towers,
To tether every moment,
That you are mine, mine alone—
Let me become the hearth-fire’s gold,
To illuminate you as night grows old,
Let me be your sailor—
And trace your seas, intrepid, slow,
To be yours as you desire,
The warmth that stirs your blushing fire,
And your fierce longing for life, for more life…
Each time, the river’s swell sweeps me away,
How I delight in pouring out, unafraid,
Onto your sand, into your briny tide,
Yet sometimes I stray—adrift and blind,
Through silent lagoons and wastelands dry,
But always I return, compelled to your side,
By the deep pulse that calls me home,
Let me be the air—
And dance within your streaming hair,
To become the dawn for your sleepless hours,
To be your world, the space that towers,
To tether every moment,
That you are mine, mine alone.
Let me become the hearth-fire’s gold,
To illuminate you as night grows old,
Let me be your sailor—
And trace your seas, intrepid, slow,
To be yours as you desire,
The warmth that stirs your blushing fire