Te he de querer mientras viva [English translation]

When they saw us by the arm,

to cross, talking, the real street,

between the people of town

was the litany with no end:

That he can be her father,

that he's run so long,

that a man like that, of his age,

is not good for husband.

It wa so many things I felt,

that in front of your grill,

from face to eyes,

they heard me say:

(Hook)

For my health I swear you,

that for me you're the first,

and even my blood hurts,

because I love you so.

I don't care about the grey hair,

nor what people say,

what I care is you to know

that I truly love you.

I'm a captive of your mouth,

and so I wrote on my flag:

I'll love you while I'm alive,

mate, while I live,

and even after I die.

Probably you imagine

that because of my age, I'm leaving it,

and in the affection, hill-dweller*,

I consider myself of your same age.

I don't look at other women anymore,

you're the most beautiful of them,

and I take you by my arm,

just as someone takes a rose.

I'm not afraid of your youth,

because, for me,

there's not anyone else in this world,

there's only you.

(Hook)

Composition of Rafael de León - Manuel Quiroga.