Llamándote [English translation]

When the moon sleeps over the sand,

I dream of my enchanting times,

I feel the pain to turn over my sorrow

and an infinite anguish in my heart.

When the breeze sings its madrigals

I look for a vision among dim shadows,

it's that the fever burns my thoughts,

and my lips say a prayer.

among laments and among sighs.

May God forbid your troubles and madness,

fragile butterfly of temptation,

May God forbid the poison of your diversions

that wither my soul without compassion.

Today, that I get lost in my agony, alone,

among shadows of oblivion and resignation,

In my last sigh I'm calling you

because my eyes are getting cloudy,

because my heart is dying,

because you were my first love,

because you have been my last love.

Today, that I get lost in my agony, alone,

among shadows of oblivion and resignation,

In my last sigh I'm calling you

because my eyes are getting cloudy,

because my heart is dying,

because you were my first love,

because you have been my last love.