I know that you're jealous of my guitar
I know that your eyes are crying
When you see me embrace it, yes
I know that you have, girl, a wounded heart
I know that when you walk away at night
You cross over my patio, crying
Like a light that fades... yes
I know that you have, girl, the wounded heart
I know very well that you have felt happy
Seated next to my campfire
Leaving your spring to pass by
I know as well
How much you have loved me
And sometimes I have felt pain
I know that you're jealous of my guitar
I know that your hands tremble
When you see me embrace it so
I know that you have, girl, the wounded heart
It cannot be,
That my adolescence has passed by
Asleep like a child
Between some books that I never learned
Remember me and live your fifteen years
I promise that I'll dream about them, goodbye