[bad word]  yo no lo sé
La historia que no tiene fin
Ni cómo llegaste a ser la mujer
Que toda la vida pedí

Contigo hace falta pasión
Y un toque de poesía
Y sabiduría, pues yo
Trabajo con fantasías

Recuerdas el día que te canté?
Fue un súbito escalofrío
Por si no lo sabes te lo diré:
Yo nunca dejé de sentirlo

Contigo hace falta pasión
No debe fallar jamás
También maestría, pues yo
Trabajo con el corazón

Cantar al amor ya no bastará
Es poco para mí
Si quiero decirte que nunca habrá
Cosa más bella que tú
Cosa más linda que tú [bad word] eres
Inmensa cuando quieres
Gracias por existir
 [bad word] yo no lo sé
La historia que toca a su fin
Qué es ese misterio que no se fué
Lo llevo aquí dentro de mí

Serán los recuerdos que no
No dejan pasar la edad
Serán las palabras pues yo
Sabrás, mi trabajo es la voz

Cantar con amor ya no bastará
Es poco para mí
Si quiero decirte que nunca habrá
Cosa más bella que tú
Cosa más linda que tú [bad word] eres
Inmensa cuando quieres
Gracias por existir

(english)
How we started out, I don't know.
The story that has no end.
Nor do I know how you came to be the woman
Who I asked for all my life.

With you, there needs to be passion,
And a touch of poetry
And wisdom... because I,
I work with fantasies.

Do you remember the day I declared my love to you?
sudden chill came over me.
In case you don't know, I'll tell you:
I never stopped feeling it.

With you, there needs to be passion,
It must never ever go wrong.
Knowing just what to do, as well... because I,
I work with the heart.

Singing about love will no longer suffice.
It's not enough for me,
If I want to tell you that there will never be,
Anything more beautiful than you,
Anything more beautiful than you,
As unique as you,
Amazing when you want to be.
Thanks for being.

How we started out, I don't know.
The story that [bad word] to an end.
What is that mystery that never went away?
I carry it here, inside.

They will be the memories,
That won't fade with age.
They will be words, because for me
My talent is my voice.

Singing with love will no longer suffice.
It's not enough for me,
If I want to tell you that there will never be,
Anything more beautiful than you,
Anything more breathtaking than you,
As unique as you,
Amazing when you want to be.
Thanks for being.