Historia de amor [English translation]

Maybe my name is new for you

Maybe my voice is just words

Maybe your lips hesitate in front of me

They don't know they kissed me every morning.

You look at me and don't see me

You hear me without listening

And I, like a little girl again,

Fall back in love.

Trust me...

We will cross the beach again

And the wind will blow my umbrella away again.

And you'll again be able to put

Your jersey on my back

And once again there'll be no need to say anything.