Una storia vera traducción al Inglés

It is what it is
It is nothing more it is not another thing
I do not know what it is
But I know it's you
My own bride
If you look at me and ask
What is there but yes you see it
It is what it is
It is not less or more it is not thorn or pink
Not just you
But I love you more than anything else
Who like you
There is only you and nothing else does not matter
And I look at you and think
Who knows why but it all makes sense
Not just you
But without you it wouldn't be this
It wouldn't be that
It would never be that

For you I will cut
Flower clothes
To make us a homeland
Of all colors
And one night's rags
On a fire of dreams
To mark the routes
Of the journey of all time
And still I will fill
The pockets of leaves
To get lost in the wind
To call you wife
And the sand shoes
To run the sea
And put in a cage
The wings of time
In this story

My love
Noun you possessive me
That we are here
Even if we are already at more than one goodbye
But I'm still spying on you
Like at startup and more then

My love
How little then I told you
How little I told you
How little but

For you I will throw
A cry of laughter
To give light
To a new smile
And fists of snow
That wet the air
Of a lighter thunder
Of a long silence
And then I'll burn
The rays of the moon
To turn off the cold
For you or for none
And branches and roots
That bind the world
To happy days
And on wrong nights
In this story

I have been blind
Whenever I haven't seen you
And I often got lost chasing an echo
The king of jesters and the jester of kings
But you were the well for my thirst
The gallop to freedom
The gentle landing in the sea of stillness
My bow in front of reality

For you I will collect
Drops dew
To melt the heart
Covered with rocks
And sacks of stones
To give us a land
And streets of steps
Early in the morning
And then I'll play
Bells of joy
To break the sky
That boredom is dead
And songs of stars
Which I have never written
And they are more beautiful
Why they are drawn
From a true story
A true story