I'm of those who dream of freedom
Captain of a sailboat without a sea.
I'm of those who live looking for some other place.
I'm Quixote of a time without age.
and I like people who are authentic.
Bening bohemian, poet and layabout is of my like.
I'm a singer of rests(silences) that does not live in peace,
that fancies himself as Spanish wherever he goes.
and, Dulcinea of mine, where are you?
Your love is no easy thing to find.
and your face can be seen in every woman
So many times I've dreamt that I was dreaming with your love.
I am happy with wine and a slice of bread.
and,as well, of course, with caviar and champagne.
I'm that tramp that does not live in peace,
I am content with nothing, with everything, and with even more.
I'm afraid of time, that so easily passes by,
Of people who talk and give their opinions in excess,
And it's that I come from a place that's far away
I'm Quixote of a time with no age
and Dulcinea of mine, where are you?
Your love is no easy thing to find.
and your face can be seen in every woman
So many times i've dreamt that I was dreaming with your love.