Roses blanques [English translation]

Like a great, big bouquet of white roses

Is your memory, which goes with me everywhere.

I owe you so much light,

That I have both much space and many evenings left;

To me, everything is filled with your name,

Which I keep repeating... Laura...

The voice that calls you is a sea shadow

And your eyes are a wind filled with dreams.

I think in silence, imprisoned

By a guitar's chords,

And everything is filled with your name,

Which I keep repeating... Laura...

So many shared hopes,

Make true hope even more possible;

Time is spilled across the echo,

Having become harmonious thanks to my words;

Just as it is spilled all over your name...

(I'll walk) all the roads, so I can welcome you,

(I'll hear) all the echoes, so I can long for you

And your smile, which has become a song,

Is far beyond regret's reach...

I know that you're very far away, but you still invite me

With your light-coloured eyes, to reminisce about you.

And now, with an exaggerate gesture,

I turn your demeanour into my mirage

So that I can become lost forever in your name

Which I keep repeating... Laura...