Wild flowers from the countryside
And water from a clear pond and like this I have compared
The colours of your face
Rosa María
Rosa María
If you loved me, I'd be happy (x2)
I'm jealous of the flowers
Of the mirror in which you look
Of the comb with which you comb yourself
And of the air you breathe
And of the air you breathe
Rosa María
Rosa María
If you loved me, I'd be happy (x2)
She has happiness and beauty
And refinement in her gait
And even her laugh is beautiful
And different to the others
I'm jealous of the flowers
Of the mirror that in which you look
Of the comb with which you comb yourself
And of the air you breathe
And of the air you breathe
Rosa María
Rosa María
If you loved me, I'd be happy (x4)