A translation of Andrea Bocelli's "Vivo Por Ella"

I live for her without knowing whether I've found her or she found me. 

I don't remember how it all was, but in the end she has won me over. 

I live for her, who truly gives me all my strength

I live for her, and I don't regret it

I too, live for her

Don't be so jealous 

She is the most sweet and warm, like a kiss

She's always at my side 

To take away my loneliness 

More than for me, for her, I live as well

She is the muse that invites you

to stroke her gently 

On my piano sometimes gloomy

Death doesn't exist, if she's here

I live for her who gives me all her affection

Sometimes it hits hard, but it's a fist that doesn't hurt

I live for her who truly gives me the strength

to feel a little alive 

How it hurts when she's not there!

I live for her in a hotel

How she shines bright and tall!

For her I live in my own skin

And she sings in my throat my darkest torments of horror 

I live for her and no one else

can live inside of me

She gives me life, I live it

if she's next to me, if she's next to me

From the stage-wide or against a wall

I live for her, to the limit

In the darkest trance

I wholly live for her

Every day a conquest, the protagonist, is her as well

I live for her because she always gives me a way out

Because music is like that

Faithful and sincere for life

I live for her who gives me nights of love and freedom

If there were another life, I'd live it 

for her as well, she's named music

I'd live as well, I live for her, believe me

For her as well

I live for her, for her I live