Amémonos - Lucho Gatica

Buscaba mi alma con afán tu alma

Buscaba yo la virgen que a mi frente

Tocaba con sus manos dulcemente

En el febril insomnio de mi amor

Buscaba yo la mujer pálida y bella

Que en mis sueños me visita desde niño

Para partir con ella mi cariño

Para partir con ella mi dolor

Como en la sacra soledad del templo

Sin ver a dios se siente su presencia

Yo presentí en el mundo tu existencia

Y como a dios, sin verte te adore

Amémonos mi bien en este mundo

Donde lagrimas tantas se derraman

Las que vierten quizá los que se aman

Tienen un no se que de bendición

Amar es empapar el pensamiento

Con la fragancia del edén perdido

Amar, amar es llevar herido

Con un dardo celeste el corazón

Es tocar los dinteles de la gloria

Es ver tus ojos, es escuchar tu acento

Es en el alma llevar el firmamento

Y es morir a tus pies de adoración

I was looking for my soul with eagerness your soul

I was looking for the virgin who in front of me

She touched with her hands sweetly

In the feverish insomnia of my love

I was looking for the pale and beautiful woman

That in my dreams she visits me since I was a child

To leave with her my love

To share with her my pain

As in the sacred solitude of the temple

Without seeing God you feel his presence

I presented in the world your existence

And like god, without seeing you I adore you

Let's love each other my good in this world

where so many tears are shed

The ones that spill maybe the ones that love each other

They have an I don't know what blessing

To love is to soak the thought

With the fragrance of Eden lost

To love, to love is to carry hurt

With a celestial dart the heart

It is touching the lintels of glory

It's seeing your eyes, it's hearing your accent

It is in the soul to carry the firmament

And it is to die at your feet of worship