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