Que daría yo

What would I give, to have from you, a caress.
What would I give, if your face gave me, a smile.
What would I give, if your lips met mine,
to forget that winter is cold and live, what we have lost.

What would I give, to have the soul of a poet
and write you verses, with beautiful flowers, from the forest.

What would I give, if your beautiful eyes, looked at me.
What would I give, if your tender lips, called me.
What would I give, to be part of your life
and walk the streets, look at the people, full of joy.

What would I give, to have the soul of a poet
and write you verses, with beautiful flowers, from the forest.