Con el alma en los labios [English translation]

I love you so much that I’ve never could come to explain to myself,

what is the reason that I am like the wings of a wounded bird, seeking the shade of your heart.

If you loved me the way I adore you, the seventh heaven would be ours.

That’s why at your feet your affection I implore,

The same way a miracle implores God.

And as I feel that this febrile anxiety burns me,

With my soul on my lips I tell you again,

If you loved me the way I love you

For all of life there would not be any love left

For anyone in the entire world, nor over the earth, nor under the sea.

And as I feel that this febrile anxiety burns me,

With my soul on my lips I tell you again,

If you loved me the way I love you

For all of life there would not be any love left

For anyone in the entire world, nor over the earth, nor under the sea.