Ansiedad
José Luis Rodríguez
Anxiety
Anxiety of having you in my arms
whispering words of love
Anxiety of having your charms
and kissing you again on the lips (x2).
Maybe I'm crying as I remember you,
your tears are pearls falling into the sea
and the sleepy echo of this lament
makes you present in my dreams.
Perhaps I'm crying your thoughts,
and I clutch my portrait with frenzy
and may the wild melody reach your ear
and the echo of the sorrow of being without you.
Maybe I'm crying as I remember you,
your tears are pearls falling into the sea
and the sleepy echo of this lament
makes you present in my dreams.
Because of the anxiety of having you in my arms
and the echo of the sorrow of being without you.
