Cantando

Like fierce daggers,
jealousy is killing me.
I tell my heart to be quiet,
but it keeps tormenting me.
Moon that runs through the sky,
water that grows in the river,
tell her how much I love her,
that without her love I die,
let her hear my affection.

Singing I go through life,
singing and I despair,
singing my love sighs,
singing for the one I want.
Singing I want to die,
singing and without freedom.
Singing always until the end,
singing always until the end
to be able to reach it.

Knowing how much I love her,
she laughs at my affection.
She takes me and then leaves me
like a child's toy.
March and January rain,
August and September suns,
don't say how much I love her,
because from loving her so much,
I die of sorrow.

Singing always until the end,
singing always until the end
to be able to reach it.