Tu y Las Nubes [English translation]

I am flying low;

My love is on the ground.

And you, so high, so high

Looking down at my distress.

Knowing that I am a man

that is very far from the sky.

I am flying low,

Only because you don't want me.

But I am attached to you;

Among all possible pleasures,

I like following your steps

Even though there are many women.

You and the clouds make me crazy

You and the clouds are going to kill me.

I don't fly high very often;

You don't know how to look down.

I wasn't born to be poor;

I like the good things in life.

And you have to love me,

Or I'll die in the battle.

But that sweet mouth of yours

Has to say "I love you."

Tree of hope,

That lives alone in the country,

Tell me if I will forget her

Or tell me if I won't last,

And at the end of it all my eyes

Will fill with tears.

You and the clouds make me crazy.

You and the clouds are going to kill me.

I don't fly high very often;

You don't know how to look down.

• Artist:Celia Cruz