Quisiera Ser

I wish I could be a butterfly
To fly high in the sky
The fever that gives the grass
And contemplate your beauty
I wish I could be a little bird
Even if I lived locked up
To sing my song to you
My song of love.

I wish I could be, I wish I could be
Something very nice for your life
I wish I could be, I wish I could be
Like the mirror that reflects your smile

I wish I could be
The lipstick with which you paint your mouth
And savor the sweetness
That your passion provokes in me
I wish I could be the lotion
That perfumes your little body
I wish I could be the soap
That turns into foam