Este viejo corazón (en inglés)

Este viejo corazón
You feel a thousand kisses mouth on my mouth
And the mad desire to see you face
You feel the brush of hair
And that rain invites us to love
That feeling, that madness, my love
And this old heart, waiting for you night and day
Because you always you bring your joys
This old heart, waiting for you night and day
Because you always take him,
Because you always take you, your joys
Love, love, love me

Feel about me, you look that makes me crazy
A passion that torments me,
It sickens me, it kills me
And I can no more, mourn for your love
That feeling, that madness, my love
And this old heart, waiting for you night and day
Because you always take you, your joys
And this old heart, waiting for you night and day
Because you always take him,
Because you always take you, your joys
Love, love, love me
Love, love, love me