Cosas Del Alma
Sobre todas las cosas del mundo
No hay nada primero que tú
Aunque a ti, te parezca mentira
Las cosas del alma
Despiertan dormidas
Cada instante, que paso a tu lado
Se impregna mi vida de ti
A pesar, de esas cosas tan grandes
Tú sigues, dudando de mí
Que culpa tengo yo, de haber nacido así
Inerte la expresión en mi
Dios solo sabe, que en mi pensamiento
Hay cosas del alma, de mí, para ti
Sobre todas las cosas del mundo
No hay nada primero que tú
Aunque a ti te parezca mentira
Tú sigues, dudando de mí
Things of the Soul
Above all things in the world
There is nothing before you
Although to you, it may seem unbelievable
The things of the soul
Awaken asleep
Every moment I spend by your side
My life becomes infused with you
Despite those big things
You still doubt me
What fault do I have, for being born like this
Expression inert in me
Only God knows, that in my thoughts
There are things of the soul, from me, to you
Above all things in the world
There is nothing before you
Although to you it may seem unbelievable
You still doubt me