Maria, Maria is a gift
She's the dream, the pain
Of a strength that alerts us
a woman who deserves to live and to love
just like any other woman of the planet
Maria, Maria is the sun,
she's colour, she's sweat and a tear
that flows slowly, of a people who laugh
when they should cry
and they barely live, they barely can bear it.
But strength is needed,
nerve is needed, the want is needed always
In the body and the marks
Maria, Maria confuses pain with joy.
But the morning is needed, grace is needed
Dreams are always needed
In the skin and those marks
she has the strange obsession to believe in life.
A woman who deserves to live and to love
Just like any other woman of the planet
of a people who laugh
when they should cry
and they barely live, they barely can bear it.