Mía
Si ella fuera emperatriz
Yo sería su soldado.
Le daría un reino
Si no tuviera donde reinar.
Sería la joya de su corona
Y así cerca de sus ojos poder estar
Compartiendo la belleza de su majestad.
Si existiera un camelot
Yo sería su cruzado.
Ella sería ginebra
Y yo lancelot dulac.
Aunque hubiera de viajar
De un reino a otro por tierra o por mar
Yo traería ante sus ojos el santo grial.
Ella es mía aunque nunca esté a mi lado.
Noche y día, ella es mi ilusión.
Ella es mía, ella es mía.
Me basta con tenerla en mi corazón.
Nunca sabrá de mi amor.
Si no fuera nada más
Que una mísera doncella
Cada noche en su balcón
Sería su juglar.
Su cara como una estrella
No dejaría a la luna brillar.
Sólo para sus oídos será mi cantar
Mine
If she were an empress
I would be her soldier.
I would give her a kingdom
If she had nowhere to reign.
She would be the jewel of her crown
And thus be close to her eyes
Sharing the beauty of her majesty.
If there were a Camelot
I would be her crusader.
She would be Guinevere
And I, Lancelot du Lac.
Even if I had to travel
From one kingdom to another by land or by sea
I would bring before her eyes the Holy Grail.
She is mine even if she is never by my side.
Night and day, she is my illusion.
She is mine, she is mine.
It is enough for me to have her in my heart.
She will never know of my love.
If she were nothing more
Than a mere maiden
Every night on her balcony
I would be her minstrel.
Her face like a star
I would not let the moon shine.
Only for her ears will be my singing