Quiero Ser Poeta
He aprendido cómo andar
por encima del sol sin quemarme los pies.
Lo he podido abrazar
sin notar el calor que dicen que desprende
He aprendido a volar
con el viento que sopla tan solo "pa" verte.
Aunque tú estés tan lejos,
vendré a buscarte y más tarde quién sabe.
Quiero ser poeta
y decirte a la cara
que me gustas un poco o mejor con locura.
Quiero ser poeta
y rogarte por la cara
que te quedes un rato o mejor para siempre.
(estribillo)
Me das miedo y siento pena,
pena, penita pena.
He aprendido a quererte cada día un poco más.
He aprendido a olvidarte cada dí un poco más.
Y siento pena, penita pena.
I Want to Be a Poet
I have learned how to walk
above the sun without burning my feet.
I have been able to embrace it
without feeling the heat they say it gives off.
I have learned to fly
with the wind that blows just to see you.
Even if you are so far away,
I will come to find you and later who knows.
I want to be a poet
and tell you to your face
that I like you a little or better yet madly.
I want to be a poet
and beg you to your face
to stay for a while or better yet forever.
(chorus)
You scare me and I feel sorry,
sorry, little sorry.
I have learned to love you a little more each day.
I have learned to forget you a little more each day.
And I feel sorry, little sorry.