Piel canela
Que se quede el infinito sin estrellas
O que pierda el ancho mar su inmensidad
Pero el negro de tus ojos que no muera
Y el canela de tu piel se quede igual
Si perdiera el arcoiris su belleza
Y las flores su perfume y su color
No seria tan inmensa mi tristeza
Como aquella de quedarme sin tu amor
Me importas tu, y tu, y tu
Y solamente tu
Y tu, y tu
Me importas tu
Y tu, y tu
Y nadie mas que tu
Ojos negros, piel canela
Que me llegan a desesperar
Me importas tu, y tu, y tu
Y solamente tu
Y tu, y tu
Me importas tu
Y tu, y tu
Y nadie mas que tu
Ojos negros, piel canela
Que me llegan a desesperar
Cinnamon Skin
Let the infinite stay without stars
Or let the wide sea lose its immensity
But may the black of your eyes not die
And may the cinnamon of your skin remain the same
If the rainbow lost its beauty
And the flowers their scent and color
My sadness wouldn't be as immense
As that of being left without your love
I care about you, and you, and you
And only you
And you, and you
I care about you
And you, and you
And no one else but you
Black eyes, cinnamon skin
That drive me to despair
I care about you, and you, and you
And only you
And you, and you
I care about you
And you, and you
And no one else but you
Black eyes, cinnamon skin
That drive me to despair