De qué callada manera [English translation]

In what a quiet way

you come into me smiling

as if it were spring

I dying

and in what a subtle way

you spilled out on my shirt

all the flowers of April.

Who told you that I was always laughter

never tears?

As if I were the spring

I'm not that wonderful

On the other hand how spiritual

that you present me with a rose

from your best rosebush.

In what a quiet way

you come into me smiling

as if it were spring

I dying.

I dying

• Artist:Pablo Milanés
• Album:Querido Pablo