Mujer divina [English translation]

Woman, divine woman

You have the poison of fascination in your look

Unforgettable woman

You have the vibration of a passionate sonatina

You have the perfume of an orange in its flower

The haughty pose of a majesty

You are aware of the filters of love

You have the spell of frivolty

The divine magic of a late afternoon

Or the marvel of inspiration

You have in your spark of existence

All the beat of a song

And you are my reason to exist, woman.

You have in your rythm of existence

All the beat of a song

You are my reason to exist, woman.

You make me walk, travel distances

I can breathe you, you feed my love

You also make me cry, my tears of honey, woman.