Celos de Mi Guitarra

I know you're jealous of my guitar
I know your eyes cry
When you see me embrace it like that
I know you, girl, have a wounded soul

I know that at night
When you leave
You cross my yard crying
Like a light that fades away
I know you, girl, have a wounded soul

I know very well
That you have felt happy
Sitting by my bonfire
Letting your spring pass by
And I also know
How much you have loved me
And sometimes I have felt pain

I know you're jealous of my guitar
I know your hands tremble
When you see me embrace it like that
I know you, girl, have a wounded soul

It can't be
My adolescence has passed
It sleeps like a child
Among some books I never learned
Remember me and live your fifteen years
I promise to dream them, goodbye