The words that now that I write
Are innocent my love
Who would have thought that you would be the owner of my verses.
I would like to visit you at night,
To see you lying in bed,
I want to give you a gift,
I want to give you a toy to play with,
a toy that comes from Brazil
I stole it from a millionaire there,
who angrily wanted to kill me,
but I can only die for your love.
Las palabras que ahora que escribo
Son inocentes mi amor
Quien diría que serias la dueña de mis versos.
Quisiera visitarte por la noches,
para verte recostada en la cama,
Quiero darte un obsequio,
quiero darte un juguete para que con el juegues,
un juguete que viene de Brasil
se lo robé a un millonario de ahí,
quien enojado quiso matarme,
pero yo solo puedo morir por tu amor.