You went through my path tonight
and I trembled in the soul I do not know what eagerness,
but I am aware of my destiny
which is to look at you from afar and nothing more.
No, you never said there's spring
in the hidden roses of your rosebush.
Nor should I look at you in any other way
to look at you from afar and nothing more.
And so you spend sometimes calm and beautiful,
just like tonight I saw you go by.
More I must look at you like a star
that looks from afar and nothing more.
And so the roses of every day pass,
leaving the roots that do not go.
And me with my secret melancholy
to look at you from afar and nothing more.
And so you will always follow, always forbidden,
beyond death, if there is beyond.
Because in that life, if there is another life,
I will look at you from afar and nothing more ...
