Piénsalo Bien

Think it over well, baby
think it over well.
see that my soul
is tormented without your love,
see that I suffer, see how I cry,
see that only God
knows what I suffer.

Say that your roses
bloomed for me,
give me the smile that draws
hope
Tell me I didn't lose you,
give me peace of mind.

Come, I will paint my cabin
with the moon
counting the hours of the
night I will wait
think woman that I love you
for real,
think it over well, think it over well.