Tangled in your guitar strings, I gently twirl
Your tight curls in my timid fingertips.

 

Su canción finishes my thoughts
Su afecto teases my eyes, my lips

 

Sunlight filters through slight slits of the shades;
The stagnant hum of the small amp slices through the silence

 

Su sonrisa knows no limits
Sus dedos trace my face

 

A pause envelops the plain space
The pondering peace is a kiss, pent up passion, roaring emotion

 

Su guitarro whispers melodies, emerging from deep within you
But your heart knows profundidades de mí que ninguno otro puede penetrar.