Cuando el amor se convierte en poesía [English translation]

I sing and you' ll see that this love,

becomes poetry tonight,

and my voice will come,

like a song of melancholy,

I won't wait for you any longer,

because this is a farewell,

I know that it is fair what does your will.

I love you and I want to shout it,

but the voice of the soul,

only knows how to sing.

I love you and I want to shout it,

and tonight I can't even talk to you althouhg I would like to because I will cry.

I sing the sadness which tonight, in me,

becomes melody,

because I still cry for you,

although I know that this is a lost cause,

I don't ask why you are not only mine,

I know that it is fair for you to do your will.

I love you and I want to shout it,

but the voice of the soul,

only knows how to sing.

I love you and I want to shout it,

and tonight I can't even talk to you althouhg I would like to because I will cry.

I love you...

I love you...

I love you...