This is, my lovebird, what happened to me...
Open your arms, my sweet.
My eyes are full of tears,
because they cannot see you.
Open your wet eyes,
calm my yearning for love,
give warmth to my life,
give me the hidden happiness,
let me drink from you.
You came from far away
to find love in me,
love with an Indian flavour,
Indian, full of passion.
Virgin Mary, who was like the sun
for my land, wanted you
to cast light over my life,
to cast light over my life
and to fill it with love.
My life already ends, my lovebird.
In its wings it carries the pain,
in its eyes it carries the sadness,
and its voice is a lament.
If you ever cried,
please, recall my love,
love that was born that day,
love that one never forgets,
‘cause it's the last one.
My life already ends, my lovebird…