They told me a thousand times,
but I never wanted to listen to it.
When the copious weeping came
you already were deep down into my heart.
I waited for you until late hours,
no reproche I made to you;
the most I would ever ask you
was if you really loved me.
And under your kisses
at the break of dawn,
without your noticing the cross of my anguish
I used to sing so:
I love you more than I love my eyes,
I love you more than I love my life,
more than the air I breath
and more than I love that mother of mine.
Let my pulse stop beating if I stop loving you,
let the bells stop tolling if I ever neglect you.
You are my life and my death,
I swear it to you, I don't lie;
I shouldn't love you,
I shouldn't love you
and, in spite of all, I do. 1.
You live with all sort of girls
and don't care about my loneliness;
you know that you have a son
and you won't even give him your name.
Crying next to his craddle
I see the dawn breaking through.
My child doesn't have a father...
What a grief this luck of mine!
Come on my king of Spain, 2.
it's time to go to sleep,
and without realizing it, instead of a lullaby
I sing to him like this:
I love you more than I love my eyes,
I love you more than I love my life,
more than the air I breath
and more than I love that mother of mine.
Let my pulse stop beating if I stop loving you,
let the bells stop tolling if I ever neglect you.
You are my life and my death,
I swear it to you, and I don't lie;
I shouldn't love you,
I shouldn't love you
and, in spite of all, I do.