Why are you so beautiful and at the same time so difficult?
Why does the life goes by and I want you next to me?
If you treated me like a dirty and abandoned toy
If you don’t understand that loving is much more than just kissing.
I envy those who have already found love
Playing the field it’s not my thing, I got already tired of that.
I just wanted to decorate the nights with your dark-skinned face
And to tell you that there are hearts that don’t run away from a storm.
Sometimes I look at her and I cry and I cry
Thinking of what could’ve been, but in the end, couldn’t be
To see the clouds cover the stars,
Stars that just want to look at you.
Because you are the crib that rocks on its own
Because you are the rain that doesn’t get you wet
Without you, I heard afternoon stories
Stories that I never wanted to see end.
I loved her so much, so much
That I would’ve died for her, God knows it very well
She is the queen of my inspiration
The one I suffer for, the muse of my love
I searched in the memories and I can’t find my past
The bells and more bells that my soul has heard
You know very well that I would’ve taken you to the last frontier
That the paths of the life must be picked with both hands
Sometimes I look at her and I cry and I cry
Thinking of what could’ve been, but in the end, couldn’t be
To see the clouds cover the stars,
Stars that just want to look at you.
Because you are the crib that rocks on its own
Because you are the rain that doesn’t get you wet
Without you, I heard afternoon stories
Stories that I never wanted to see end.
I loved her so much, so much
That I would’ve died for her, God knows it very well
She is the queen of my inspiration
The one I suffer for, the muse of my love
I loved her so much, so much
Just for her, alone and without her, I will live
That I would’ve died for her, God knows it very well
Just for her, alone and without her, I will live, no, no, no
She is the queen of my inspiration
Just for her, alone and without her, I will live
The one I suffer for, the muse of my love
Just for her, alone, alone without her
I loved her so much, so much, I loved her so much
That I would’ve died for her, I would’ve died for her
She is the queen, queen of queens
The one I suffer for, oh no