In your arms I became a woman, and for the first time
I discovered how to be always faithful in body and soul.
It was so easy to reach the moon being next to you that
today, when you are no longer here, it's not worth to live.
Chorus
You, my salty skin, your honey flavor;
you, imprint in my pillow, killing me of thirst.
I, wounded dove, go through life looking for you.
I close my eyes to the light, and in the blue, I look for
the memory each time the world makes me fall.
Your mouth burns just like yesterday, and your breath,
without even trying, turns wild the blood in my heart.