Amiga mía [English translation]

My friend, I know, you only live for him

and he knows it too, but he doesn't see you

like I see you, begging my mouth (or begging me) to tell you:

"he has confessed me between drinks,

that it is with your skin he dreams of at night

and that he goes crazy with every blouse button that

you unfasten thinking it is his hands."

He hasn't seen you shivering, waiting

for a word, any gesture, a hug.

He doesn't see you how I see you, sighing

with your little eyes wide open

hearing me say his name.

Oh my friend!, I know it and so does he.

My friend, I don't know what to say

I don't know what to do to see you happy

I wish I could rule in the matters of the soul or in liberty

which is what he is missing.

Fill your pockets with won battles

with renewed dreams and hopes.

I want to give you a poem

but you think I'm just giving you the news

My friend, I wish one day while listening to my song,

suddenly, you'll understand that I never intended

to tell your story

because it could be touching.

But I'm sorry, my friend

it's not intelligence, not even wisdom;

this is the way of expressing myself.

It's not that it's my job, it's my language

My friend, princess of a never-ending story

My friend, I am only looking for you to count on me

My friend, I'll see if one of these days

I finally learn to speak

without having to go around in circles,

and all of this story is important to me

because you're my friend.

My friend, I know, you only live for him

and he knows it too, but he doesn't see you

like I see you, begging my mouth (or begging me) to tell you:

"he has confessed me between drinks,

that it is with your skin he dreams of at night..."

My friend, I don't know what to say

I don't know what to do to see you happy

I wish I could rule in the matters of the soul or in liberty

which is what he is missing

Fill your pockets with won battles

With renewed dreams and hopes

I want to give you a poem

But you think I'm just giving you the news

My friend, princess of a never-ending story

My friend, I am only looking for you to count on me

My friend, I'll see if one of these days

I finally learn to speak

without having to go around in circles,

and all of this story is important to me

because you're my friend.

• Artist:Alejandro Sanz
• Album:Más