I sing at the bottom of your window, so you know I love you,
You do not want anything to me, but I die for you,
They say that I am very shod, that I wake up from my dream,
But they have been wrong, because I have to be your owner,
What am I going to do, if I really love you?
They say that to get you, I need a fortune,
That I must come down from the sky, the stars and the moon,
I will not lower the moon, nor the stars either,
And even if I do not have a fortune, you'll love me little by little
What am I going to do if I really love you?
I know there are many women, and whoever loves me,
but none of it matters to me,
I only think of you dark, my heart has chosen you,
and cry I do not want to see it,
The poor man has suffered a lot, now you have to love him
What am I going to do, if I really love you?
Only among all we can make this a better place :)