Honey, don’t blame me if you say you’re the most beautiful woman in life.
If you say in your eyes, the sea of life meets.
And that in your lips you carry the nectar of the Flowers of life
In your hands, the rays of the sun and the stars are on your waist and the moon. Wither beneath your feet, ma’am, don’t blame me if you say you’re the most beautiful woman in life.
And that you monopolize the beauty of life
I love you, sweetheart…
I gave up all my weapons and slept like a pearl in a necklace.
Hug your chest. Don’t blame me if you say you are the most beautiful woman in the world and that you are a fruit I have not tasted yet and that you are old I did not live and that you are a painting I did not draw it and you are a sea where my ship has not sailed yet and you are not added to the classes