If you were here by my side the cold in the morning would not matter to me, nor the strong north wind, nor the raindrops, nor the wet pavement when the light turns dark, because the warmth of your lips would surely warm me, and make me feel loved by the woman who in my dreams walks like the most beautiful flower, like the one who loves me, without caring about the passage of time or doubts.
If you were here by my side we would both be happy,
In spite of the storm and the temperate climate that sometimes changes our path,
because our love would be so strong that not a wind of heartbreak could destroy it.