Oh neighbor, today is a good day!
How is your health?
And I don't know how to talk about love . . .
Oh neighbor, and this weather?
The rain gives little breeze . . .
And I don't know how to talk about love . . .
Oh neighbor, and the mailman
Who fools himself in the mail?
And I don't know how to talk about love . . .
And I knew devices
Of speaking without saying it,
It wouldn't be so difficult
To reveal it to my beloved.
The timidness ties me to the rocks
And sinks me in the sea . . .
How much longer love flourishes
The more that it drowns the craze.
And the courage retracts itself
To small bubbles of air . . .
And the want of this body of mines
Will always stop at sea . . .
Oh neighbor, and the soap opera,
Perhaps he stayed with her?
And I don't know how to talk about love . . .
Oh neighbor, and the respect?
Nothing is taken to heart.
And I don't know how to talk about love . . .
And I knew devices ( . . . )
Oh neighbor, then farewell!
I'll tend to my dreams . . .
That I don't know how to talk about love . . .