I would like to be a singer to sing you a song
But since I don't have a microphone, I give you my heart
There would be thousands of songs that I would dedicate to you, I would sing to you
A cappella, and it would make you cry with happiness

But I give you my heart, so you can do things
Pretty of him, you can adore him, you can pamper him, you can
Tell him that he is the most beautiful heart in the world
But never mistreat him, because he has been hurt many times
Times

I would like to be a singer to sing you a song
But since I don't have a microphone, I give you my heart
There would be thousands of songs that I would dedicate to you, I would sing to you
A cappella, and it would make you cry with happiness

Although I will continue looking for a microphone because also
I want to sing to you, sing to you, for example, a rose painted in
Blue is a reason, or singing to you the night already covers with its
Black freshness, or sing to you, like a Sunday, all
I would sing them in your ear

I would like to be a singer to sing you a song
But since I don't have a microphone, I give you my heart
There would be thousands of songs that I would dedicate to you, I would sing to you
A cappella, and it would make you cry with happiness