May the infinity be left without stars,
or the wide ocean lose its immensity
but the black of your eyes may never die
and your canela skin, remain the same.
If the rainbow lost its beauty,
and the flowers their perfume and color
my sadness wouldn't be as intense
as the one of missing your love.
I care for you and you and you.
and only you and you and you.
I care for you and you and you,
and no one else but you.
Black eyes, cinnamon skin,
that drive me to desperation.
I care for you and you and you,
and only you and you and you,
I care for you and you and you
and no one else but you.