Que daría yo
Que daría yo, por tener de ti, una caricia.
Que daría yo, si tu rostro me entregara, una sonrisa.
Que daría yo, si tus labios se juntaran con los míos,
olvidar que el invierno es frio y vivir, lo que hemos perdido.
Que daría yo, por tener el alma de un poeta
y escribirte versos, con lindas flores, de la floresta.
Que daría yo, si tus lindos ojos, me miraran.
Que daría yo, si tus tiernos labios, me llamaran.
Que daría yo, por ser parte de tu vida
y recorrer las calles, mirar la gente, llenos de alegría.
Que daría yo, por tener el alma de un poeta
y escribirte versos, con lindas flores, de la floresta.
What would I give
What would I give, to have from you, a caress.
What would I give, if your face gave me, a smile.
What would I give, if your lips met mine,
to forget that winter is cold and live, what we have lost.
What would I give, to have the soul of a poet
and write you verses, with beautiful flowers, from the forest.
What would I give, if your beautiful eyes, looked at me.
What would I give, if your tender lips, called me.
What would I give, to be part of your life
and walk the streets, look at the people, full of joy.
What would I give, to have the soul of a poet
and write you verses, with beautiful flowers, from the forest.