Si Usted La Viera (El Confesor)

The confessor tells me not to love you
And I tell him, Father, if you saw her
He says your love drives me crazy
That I don't fulfill my duty
That I sleep little
That I sleep little

He says our many conversations
Fuel gossip in the village
He says it would be easy not to love you
And I tell him, Father, if you saw her
If you saw her

In vain I assure him that you are so pure
I must pray in front of your beauty
That you are gentle and graceful like a lily
That from your lips come musk and verbena

That your blonde curls are May rains
And I can't live without your charms
He tells me harshly that it's a great chimera
And I tell him, Father, if you saw her

Confessing that I have my soul in your eyes
The priest told me angrily
That such a great sin would not be forgiven
And that if I loved you, I would be condemned
I would be condemned

Then with a sweet lover's impulse
I took out a portrait from the chest where I keep it
And the priest, seeing your image, my light and soul
Contemplating it, he smiled
He smiled

That one truly reflects holy love
He believed you were the Virgin of Sorrows
That one truly shines with beauty
And I told him, Father, this is her

The priest, forgetting his censure
Said, opening his eyes, lovely person
If she is as good as she is beautiful, may you love her in peace
And I told him, Father, if you saw her

That one truly reflects...