Dos amantes [English translation]

In a room, two lovers

Were talking about their love

While their faces, wet from the tears

Were moistening the pain.

When I feel like leaving

We have to wake up

Well, you know that they are waiting for me at home,

I will call you tomorrow.

And tell you that you are, important in my life

Even if you have arrived late in my life

I will always love you

I will see you at the same time, in the same room

We will cry, smile close to eachother

Both mad from love.

We will meet again

Close to that tree

That has seen us kissing in the afternoon

And moving away without wanting to.

The lovers that love one another

Cannot forget eachother

Love is a nomadic dream, from which

We would never want to wake up.

Of passion, both of us

Both, mad from love.

The lovers that love one another

Cannot forget eachother

Love is a nomadic dream, from which

We would never want to wake up.