I imagine your childhood
With your big surprised eyes
Oh as I envy these chances
To expand on your sides
I always wanted you to know
Then the years, the years
You will become my teacher
Me, your passionate slave
I wanted liked to live in the shadow
To intervene at the slightest brief
To light up your dark hours
Be part of your memories
But speak to me about your youth
That I want to follow step by step
In your pleasures, in your sorrows
In your worries and in your joys
If you know that I want to drink
Your loved mouth's words
You tell me stories
Without never wanting to stop you
You tell me that your life starts
Then as you meet me
And that you never rethink
In the events of your past
Repeat these things again for me
To penetrate to the depth of my heart
Oh, my love, re-tell these things
These things that resemble happiness
Is it really there in the head
Nothing else that you do envy
And that you regret nothing
To be my man for life.