La Cartera

I would like to give you, my girl, a trip to the Moon
That everything you long for could be
And be a ray of light in the dark night
That you have what I could never have

What else would I want, my sweet love, than to be the substance of your life
And be the fine fragrance for your skin
If my hopes have been fading away
And today you ask me to buy you a Cartier watch

I give you my sun, warmth of a new dawn
And a song that is like drinking water
I give you my bread, soaked in coffee
I give you the salt that the sea has left on my skin

What else would my heart want, than to go pick you up in a new car
And always see you in Paris-New York style
If no matter how much I love you, it's not enough
And I still owe you that Christian Dior wallet

I give you my voice, a kiss at sunset
And a song that is like drinking water
I give you my peace, a child about to be born
I give you the salt that the sea has left on my skin

I give you my sun, I give you my bread
I give you my peace, I give you my god, I give you my salt
I give you my sun, I give you my bread
I give you my peace, I give you my god, I give you my salt

I give you my god