Let the infinite stay without stars,
Or that the wide sea loses its immensity
But the black of your eyes that was not,
And the cinnamon of your skin stays the same
If the rainbow lost its beauty,
or the flowers the perfume and its color
My sadness would not be so immense,
Like that of being without your love
I care about you, and you and you, I care about you, and only you
I care about you, and you and you, and only you
Black eyes, cinnamon skin, that I get to despair,
I care about you, and you and you and nobody but you
I care about you and you, and you and nobody but you, and you and your
I care about you and you and you and nobody but you
Black eyes, cinnamon skin, that I get to despair,
I care about you, and you and you and nobody but you
And nobody but you, I do not care anyone but your heart, look, see that I love you, cinnamon skin,
that's the color of your skin, hey brunette, hey ...
Only among all we can make this a better place :)