I kiss your hand, mama
I cry and I have become tired
I have followed the path to my destination
But I have gotten lost
I miss home so much
It seemed so easy
To not care at all
My eyes are dried of longing
In color, I dreamed of my place in the world
In color, I painted myself a name
Sometimes, clouds fall on me
But I hear you with your warm voice: "My baby, are you all right?"
I kiss your hand, mama
At the first verse, always
An angel placed in the frame
Of my soul.
You are my first memory
Always my first word
I would like to be your mirror
A good person on this Earth
In color, I dreamed of my place in the world
In color, I painted myself a name
Sometimes, clouds fall on me
But I hear you with your warm voice: "My baby, are you all right?"
I've learned from all my attempts
I've learned to go that further and further
I've learned to say what I have to say
I've learned that my path goes higher and higher
I've learned from all my attempts
I've learned to go that further and further
I've learned to say what I have to say
I've learned that my path goes higher and higher