A La Que Vive Contigo

To the one who lives with you, I envy her
Because she owns your surrender
Your kisses, your caresses, your waiting
It must be a privilege to be with you

To the one who lives with you, I envy her
Because she had better luck
While she delights in having you
For me, you could only be my friend

To the one who lives with you
I would give her whatever she asked for
All the greenery of a spring
Because it would allow me one night with you

To the one who lives with you
I can guess how her early mornings are
I imagine what she could do with me
Those hours of unrestrained passion

To the one who lives with you, with you, with you
My dear friend, I follow her steps
To the one who lives with you, with you, with you
My dear friend, I follow her steps...