Me Muero Por Ella

I met her one afternoon
Spring appeared
When the moon rises
My thoughts are with her.

The girl of my dreams
She is the girl of my life
I wish to be the shadow
That accompanies her night and day.

I'm dying for her
But I don't know how to tell her, that I love her
I'm dying for her
And even jealous of the air she breathes.

Chorus
I would like to tell her that I love her
And I'm afraid of what she will think
Because her love,
To me is a dream
I would like to see it come true.

Like a poppy
I painted the green wheat fields
And saw the flower in the field
I always keep her image.

To the birds of the river
I will tell my sorrows
They are my friends
And singing comforts me.

I'm dying for her
But I don't know how to tell her, that I love her
I'm dying for her
And even jealous of the air she breathes.