(sighing song)
There Are Loves (S. Membarak)
Oh, my well-loved
What wouldn’t I do for you?
To have you a second,
Far away from the world
And close to me?
Oh, my well-loved
Like the River Magdalena,
That melts in the sand of the sea,
I want to melt in you.
There are loves that become resistant to the damages,
Like wine that betters with the years,
So grows what I feel for you.
There are loves that wait for the winter and bloom
And in the nights of autumn green again
As the love I feel for you.
Oh my well-loved,
Don’t forget the sea
That many nights has seen me cry
So many memories of you.
Oh my well-loved,
Don’t forget the day
That separated your life,
From the poor life that I had to live.
There are loves that become resistant to the damages,
Like wine that betters with the years,
So grows what I feel for you.
There are loves that seem to end but [instead] bloom
And in the nights of autumn green again
Just as the love I feel for you.
I for you…for you…like the love I feel for you.
