In the lighthouse of your love,
in the bosom of your skin,
I let myself be carried to the sun.
It's because there's no one like you
who makes me feel this way,
in a stars' lullaby.
I tell you from the soul
and with an open heart.
In a tundra of light,
stripped of pain
we find each other again,
at the end of infinity,
between purple rivers,
returning to the source.
In the lighthouse of your love,
in the bosom of your skin,
I let myself be carried to the sun.
At the end of infinity,
between purple rivers,
we find each other again.
You are my eternal love,
my guardian angel,
I tell you from the soul
and with an open heart.
Between your wings I slept
and in your compassionate gaze I grew.
You always trusted in all that I dreamed,
you cared for me and guided me here.
I tell you from the soul
and with an open heart
you're my eternal love
my guardian angel.
I tell you from the soul
María full of grace...