If you see a withered flower on the ground,
it is my heart that is dying of jealousy.
That sparrow that sighs in the tree,
is my soul that cries if you ignore it.
If you see a white dove in the sky,
it is my life and my voice that are going to tell you how much I love you.
That sad guitar that sounds and sounds
alone in the night,
is my voice that tells you,
don't leave me, don't leave me.
That sad guitar that cries and cries
while you are sleep,
is my soul that wants
to see you again, see you again.
If one day, the rain caresses your body,
it is not water, my love, it is just my kisses.
If the sun, in the street warms your face,
they are love rays that raise from my soul.
If one afternoon the wind stirs your hair,
it's not the wind, it's me
who would like to live in your mind.