A la orilla de la chimenea [English translation]

I could get sentimental and say,That your lips 

taste as good as those lips that I taste every night when I'm dreaming..

I could also get lonely and admit

I'll be happy if you make me your last friend, 

your owner, your best slave, your lover,  I'll be anything

And if you also  wish

I could be your safe station, your train

Your loss and your gain

Your bread and your river

And your Sin and your God, and your shiver

Or I might just be that shadow

That falls right by your side as we lay down

In front of the flames and the fire

As we hope for the waves to get quiet...

I can also be humble and admit

That I'm far from the best

That I lack what it takes

To keep you for me waiting

Then I will be selfless and say

Please just follow my way

If you tire of mean, empty lovers,

My number please dial.

And if you  more wish

I could be your trapice and your net

Your goodbye, your regrets. Your covers, your cold nights

Your left overs, beginnings, your lost fights

Or maybe I should be that wild storm

That lifts you right off your boredom

Creating new doubts and  fears and questions

Making  you now feel lost and alone.

And if it's still not enough

I could be your lawyer, your judge

Your fears and your faith, 

your dark night, your bright day

Your anger, your reasons, your foul play

Or I might just be that shadow

That falls right by your side as we lay down

In front of the flames and the fire

As we hope for the waves to get quiet...