Me basta (en inglés)

You know what they say about me now
Poor nightingale, look where she’s fallen
They say that I’m blind for your love
And that you play with me

I don’t ask you to account to me, darling
I don’t want to know who your owner is
Give me what you can give me
Darling, let that be how it is

It’s enough with a little of your love
That which you keep hidden, that which nobody has wanted
But I don’t mind, no
It’s enough with a little of your love
That which you keep hidden
That which you’ve forgotten, I’ll make do with that

You know what they say about me now
Poor thing, she’s very suppressed
You know that I’m crazy about your love
And it’s true, madly crazy And it’s true that there I times I think I’m dying
Who do you think I am, I feel jealousy
But one day I had to choose
And you can see what I prefer

It’s enough with a little of your love
That which you keep hidden, that which nobody has wanted
But I don’t mind, no
It’s enough with a little of your love
That which you keep hidden
That which you’ve forgotten, I don’t mind, no

It’s enough with a little of your love
That which you keep hidden
That which you’ve forgotten, I’ll make do with that