Es Ella
Mírala, mi amor, al fin es ella,
Nueve lunas de amor y de espera,
Es parte de tu sangre y de mi esencia,
Nos mira sonriendo
Y somos de su ángel, marionetas
Mírala, mi amor, como va creciendo,
Hoy ya es flor abierta, quién lo dijera,
Es la cima del amor, es la belleza
Más pura del planeta, mi pequeña.
Es ella princesa
Y mírala mi amor, que bella.
Es ella, tan tierna,
Poesía angelical de la pureza
Es ella princesa,
Y mírala mi amor, que estrella,
Es ella, sólo ella,
La vida con aroma a primavera
Pinta de ternura todo el cielo
Con la simple ilusión de la inocencia
Es un poco de los dos con propias alas,
Nos lleva en su vuelo,
Y somos todo lo que ella quiera
Es ella princesa
Y mírala mi amor, que bella,
Es ella, tan tierna,
Poesía angelical de la pureza
Es ella princesa
Y mírala mi amor, que estrella,
Es ella, solo ella,
La vida con aroma a primavera
It's Her
Look at her, my love, finally it's her,
Nine moons of love and waiting,
She is part of your blood and my essence,
She looks at us smiling
And we are her angel's puppets,
Look at her, my love, how she's growing,
Today she's already a blooming flower, who would have thought,
She is the peak of love, she is the purest beauty
On the planet, my little one.
She is a princess
And look at her, my love, how beautiful.
It's her, so tender,
Angelical poetry of purity
She is a princess,
And look at her, my love, what a star,
It's her, only her,
Life with the scent of spring.
She paints tenderness all over the sky
With the simple illusion of innocence
She is a bit of both with her own wings,
She takes us in her flight,
And we are everything she wants
She is a princess
And look at her, my love, how beautiful,
It's her, so tender,
Angelical poetry of purity
She is a princess
And look at her, my love, what a star,
It's her, only her,
Life with the scent of spring