El Muchacho de Los Ojos Tristes

I'm the boy with the sad eyes
The one who never knew joy
I'm the boy with the gray eyes
The one life never smiled at, life, life

I'm the one who always walks alone
The one who always longs for a touch
I'm the one who sometimes believes in a fool
Because the hours pass with the moon and I chat with the sun

I'm a lover of love, a romantic and incurable dreamer
Who paints his gaze with sadness, for he never found someone to love
Who dreams of a love that doesn't exist yet
And that's why they call me, the boy with the sad eyes

I'm the boy with the sad eyes
My skin always thirsty for tenderness
I'm the one who invents, keeps, writes a thousand poems
To offer to that love that waits, that waits

I'm the one who always walks alone
The one who always longs for a touch
I'm the one who sometimes believes in a fool
Because the hours pass with the moon and I chat with the sun

I'm a lover of love, a romantic and incurable dreamer
Who paints his gaze with sadness, for he never found someone to love
Who dreams of a love that doesn't exist yet
And that's why they call me, the boy with the sad eyes

I'm a lover of love, a romantic and incurable dreamer
Who paints his gaze with sadness, for he never found someone to love
Who dreams of a love that doesn't exist yet
And that's why they call me, the boy with the sad eyes