Boquita de Cereza

When I look at you passing by my side
I look at you in love, my love from Santa Cruz
And it seems to me that my golden dreams
Fade away from my heart

Kissing you, cherry lips
Dreaming that you dream that you are not for me
Crying, my eyes cry with sadness
I have no wealth, my soul is for you

I no longer have what I would like to give you
And just by loving you, I won't get you
And hope alone is not enough
I have poverty to spare, I have no faith

Kissing you, cherry lips
Dreaming that you dream that you are not for me
Crying, my eyes cry with sadness
I have no wealth, my soul is for you