La Veredita

How happy it makes me to look at you
When you come all dressed up
With your long hair loose
Going down the little path

But I like looking at you even more
When I have you close by
Having your smile here
You inspire the melody and urge me to sing to you

If your parents granted me your hand
I would marry
To kiss you in the mornings
And love you the rest of the day

But the sorrow that I feel
When I look at you like this, my life
Also comes the sadness
The joy leaves me
Not being able to make you mine