Desnuda tengo el alma [English translation]

My soul is naked if I don't take with me

your mouth which saves me with each new kiss.

What a desolate sky, what an uncertain moon,

what loneliness of nights and deserted sheets.

What an orphan my stomach is without your trace,

my breast without your hand, my fate without your star.

What cold of clocks without meaning,

what a sad calendar, what halted time.

My soul is naked when I wait for you

I am your lady elf and I carry in my hat

a coralillo* where your name is placed

and a single thought that tells you "I love you".

And I wait for you to bring me in a flight

the honey of your embraces, the chest of desire.

What a boat adrift in your tide,

what wind of shipwrecks, what fog surrounds me.

My soul is naked but I don't want

to cut for this bouquet the flowers that I prefer,

because if you don't return soon there will be no more gardens

nor dream of poppies, nor time of jasmine.

My soul is naked when I don't have you

and if I have you my soul takes turns that I don't understand.

Bring me to the gates of paradise

because if I go on your arm I don't have to ask permission.

My soul is naked when I don't have you

and if I have you my soul takes turns that I don't understand.

Bring me to the gates of paradise

because if I go on your arm I don't have to ask permission.

Bring me to the gates of paradise

because if I go on your arm I don't have to ask permission.