Es Imposible

Impossible for the moon
To shout at the sun its race
Even more impossible will be to remove me
From loving you

Removing me from loving you
No one took it away from me
Because loves are born
From the centers of the moon

From the centers of the moon
From what has no end
And more when I don't see you
My feeling is so great

My feeling is so great
That my love wanders in the air
For not knowing if you love me
I won't have complained late

Long live the noble company
Green olive bud
Where will there be greater sorrow
Than an unjustified contempt