Cantando

Little button of trinitaria flower
Little bud of tulip flower
In your hands I will give my soul
And a wounded heart that cries with sorrow

I live always with these illusions
That you love me and make me very happy
Because you are all the treasure
That I need for a beautiful future

Come to my arms, come little bud
If you have a soul, give me a little

Come to my arms, come little bud
If you have a soul, give me a little

Give me a little love at least
Because my soul is dying of sorrow

Give me a little love at least
Because my soul is dying of sorrow

In you I have all my hopes
Little bud, you are my adoration
And that's why I give you my soul
And a heart that only lives on illusion

And if one day all my illusions
Become pure reality
I would undoubtedly be among men
The most overwhelmed by happiness

Come to my arms, come little bud
If you have a soul, give me a little

Come to my arms, come little bud
If you have a soul, give me a little

Give me a little love at least
Because my soul is dying of sorrow

Give me a little love at least
Because my soul is dying of sorrow