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And how can I not say that I like you,
when the wind whispers your name
when the sun at dawn paints your smile,
and my fortune dances in every shadow.
How can I hide this love that peeks out,
like a secret in the gentle breeze?
It is you, mistress of my heart,
my eternal longing, my reason that does not know.
I find you in every corner,
you are the melody that embraces my absence,
the most beautiful flower inside me.
And how can I not say that I like you,
if my passion is ignited in your eyes,
if time is frustrated in your arms,
and I lose myself in the peace of your loving corner.
I give you my verses, my dreams, my song,
and in every word, I want to stay.
And how can I not say that I like you,
when the whole world knows it just by looking,
in the echo of my sighs it is found
that in the heartbeat of my being, you are.