Tu vieja ventana

Español

He traído del campo estas flores que ayer arrancaron mis manos con gran frenesí. Porque quiero tenerte contenta, mujer, y mostrarte que yo moriría por ti. Si una intérprete fueras entonces, sentirías igual que yo siento un amor tan extraño y tan dulce que al no realizarse sería un infierno. Asomá tu carita y no me hagas sufrir, te lo pido por lo que más quieras, mi amor, que al no verte sería capaz de morir, de cariño, quizá, o de extraño dolor. Los culpables han sido tus ojos y tus labios tus cómplices fueron, que me tienen igual que a un esclavo y soy, si se quiere, tu fiel prisionero.

English · machine translation

I have brought from the field these flowers that yesterday plucked by my hands with great frenzy. Because I want to keep you happy, woman, and show you that I would die for you. If you were an interpreter then, you would feel as I feel a love so strange and so sweet that to be unfulfilled would be hell. Show your little face and don't make me suffer, I ask you for whatever you want, my love, that by not seeing you I would be able to die, of affection, perhaps, or of strange pain. The culprits have been your eyes and your lips were your accomplices, that they have me as a slave and I am, if you will, your faithful prisoner.