Eyes, full of sunshine and dreams
Your hand, caress my hair.
I remember, without thinking,
Like a dream ...
The story, told me sweet words,
For a prince and a king spoke.
I remember, without thinking,
Like a dream ...
One evening, pamper me,
Told me a story
And in his lap, you kept me
Smiles ...
Tell Mom, where are you going?
Mother, let me listen.
A parent, becomes old ...
Where are you?
Have passed, how many years then
Since you, my story.
Years pass, do not understand,
Pointless ...
Your hair has also bleached.
Your hand is old.
Your eyes are like then
Like a dream ...
Tell Mom, where are you going?
Mother, let me listen
A parent, becomes old ...
Where are you?