Ando Volando Bajo

I'm flying low
My love is on the ground
And you so high so high
Watching my sorrows
Knowing that I'm a man
Who is far from heaven

I'm flying low
Just because you don't want me
And I'm stuck with you
Having so many pleasures
I like to follow your steps
Having so many women

You and the clouds drive me crazy
You and the clouds are going to kill me
I look up very little
You don't know how to look down

I wasn't born for poverty
I like everything good
And you will have to love me
Or I die in battle
But that little mouth of yours
Will have to tell me I love you

Tree of hope
That lives alone in the field
You tell me if I don't forget her
Or tell me if I can't stand it
Because in the end my eyes
Will fill with tears

You and the clouds drive me crazy
You and the clouds are going to kill me
I look up very little
You don't know how to look down