Mala [English translation]

Do you know that I wind my heart1 according to you

That you are a redolent flower from the garden of paradise

And there's no place where I wouldn't want to be with you

For my whole life, throughout the whole world...

Who tries these honey lips of yours once,

The flavour haunts him for a long, long time

He who kisses you for the first time, he sits down

But I'm still on my feet!

Little one, just tell me

Little one, is the love still lasting

Or is it not lasting anymore?

Little one, come on, show me

Little one, is the love still lasting

Or is it not lasting anymore?

Because you're the one that my heart is choosing

The one that my soul has been missing throughout the days

I'm sending you love like birds made of paper,

But I don't know if it interests you?

Little one...

1. He's using the verb that is usually used in "wind a clock"