Si yo tuviera la llave [English translation]

Needlewoman who embroiders angels

in the circle of your canvas,

you’re filling with thousands of flowers

the linens and the ribbons.

If you could embroider your love

in the tower of my heart,

from my veins I’d give you colors

more radiants than rays of sunlight.

Chorus:

If I had the key

where you keep the jewels you embroider.

If I had the key

I’d live keeping the glory.

If I had the key

of your room’s door.

If I had the key

If I had the key

of your heart’s jeweller.

Your hands are like silver pigeons

over the white of the canvas.

Embroided birds sing

to your blooming nard fingers.

The stars are leaving fearful,

envious of your canvas.

Because the glitter they have embroided

they don’t have it in their shining.