Mira Como Viene

Look, my love
how the sun rises
in my heart
look how it shines

Perhaps with little
I am satisfied
very slowly
you drive me crazy

Look how the river goes down
how warm it comes
look how it has dawned
your hair tangled in mine

Look how the river comes,
look how it comes,
it comes, it comes, it comes.

Look how the river comes, warm
look how the wheat has grown,
it comes, it comes, it comes.
move like that a little more, slowly look how it comes...
it comes, it comes, it comes

How I like it to come like that,
how I like it

Martha thinks how you come and how you go...