You are more beautiful than the sun
and whiter than the foam;
there are many women out there,
but like you none.
For those eyes that you have
an arm I cut myself,
for your apple mouth
let me cut both.
Live the sun, long live the moon,
live who knows how to love
Long live who suffers
because of a woman!
This is how I like them
to share my roof,
waistlines
and bulging of the breast.
They say that the one who asks little
little by little you have to go giving,
tell me what time is my life
then tell me when.
Live the sun, long live the moon,
live who knows how to love
Long live who suffers
because of a woman!