| I would love... to have been able to write you a beautiful song, one of those that fills the | 
| soul of those that make you fly of those that when writing them let me see you dream | 
| one of those that when listening to them let me see you cry… | 
| "Pa" then tell you; | 
| girl, don't cry to me beautiful, don't cry to me that not even your tears | 
| they want to come out of your brown eyes that not even your tears want to come out of those | 
| Eyes that are worth millions. | 
| I would inventory a paradise full of flowers, "pa" you would capture "to" those smells, "pa" | 
| that you wear one on your skin every night, and in the light of the moon I would tell you that… | 
| I would inventory a paradise full of flowers, "pa" you would capture "to" those smells, "pa" | 
| that you wear one on your skin every night, and under the moon it will tell you... | 
| girl of my loves! | 
| I don't know how to write beautiful songs for you, I don't get the damn lyrics though... | 
| I look at your face little girl I realize. | 
| that there are not more beautiful. | 
| (two) | 
| I will never… get to write you what you deserve, but I do think about it a lot | 
| Sometimes, in my room alone... it's different precious! | 
| let me try… | 
| Your bright eyes. | 
| my diamonds, your lips... the chocolate candy, | 
| your hands… my guide to touch you, you, my friend, my faith, my lover. | 
| I would inventory a paradise full of flowers, "pa" you would capture "to" those smells, "pa" | 
| that you wear one on your skin every night, and in the light of the moon I would tell you that… | 
| I would inventory a paradise full of flowers, "pa" you would capture "to" those smells, "pa" | 
| that you wear one on your skin every night, and under the moon it will tell you... | 
| girl of my loves! | 
| I don't know how to write beautiful songs for you, I don't get the damn lyrics though... | 
| I look at your face little girl I realize. | 
| that there are not more beautiful. | 
| (two) |