De Que Callada Manera
La Sonora Ponceña
In What Quiet Way
In what quiet way
You enter smiling at me
As if it were spring
I'm dying
And in what subtle way you spilled on my shirt
All the flowers of April
Who told you that I was
Laughter always never tears
As if it were spring, I'm not that much
Instead, how spiritual that you offer me a rose
From your main rosebush
In what quiet way
You enter smiling at me
As if it were spring
I'm dying, I'm dying
In what quiet way
You enter smiling at me
As if it were spring
I'm dying
And in what subtle way I spill on my shirt
All the flowers of April
Who told you that I was
Laughter always never tears
As if it were spring, I'm not that much
Instead, how spiritual that you offer me a rose
From your main rosebush
In what quiet way
You enter smiling at me
As if it were spring
I'm dying, I'm dying
