Mi tengo [English translation]

The most precious to me is that I'm losing,

I let you go away...

Not the memory!

The years are precious to me...those years of magic,

Other years will come then...I will tell you about them,

Because I've learned with you to be happy without any miracle,

To be with you at one...it was already that performance,

And then I've understood, the one who loves a bit more, sleeps less.

Some goose pimples are precious to me...

Because it's not difficult to stop them.

An open wound is also precious to me.

To have right...What does it matter to me now?

Because it's not necessary to search a fault...

If there is no culprit!

It's only necessary to find another way,

There is no power...neither weakness,

But while you were sleeping, I watched the sky:

I saw stars stood up on tiptoes and were falling down on you,

Until filled life with so beautiful light which only can be.

The words which you've told me at the door, are precious to me,

An acute pain in the chest and paper flowers,

Because there is no fault any more...There is the end

And in the middle there is all good that remains.

Your anger is precious to me

When you considered it appropriate,

And I swear, I let my fury go!

If we were the parts of one mistake

Sometimes it was even a bit better.