Mi Primera Canción

My first song was made
with Marta's kisses
and my way of loving her,
with Maria's wisdom
and the memory of Almudena
so languid and suffering.
My first song was a lie
it was a piece of the corner
where one day I said goodbye.
Bea was always a secret
I never knew how to tell her in time, no

For me it was the first
the most beautiful melody
for being a captive rose
that when touched, it died
that when it left my mouth, my lips were well kissed,
the grateful phrases...
My first song

I discovered that when you sing
you are only drawing with words,
it was a verse dedicated
to the softness of Yolanda's hair.
It was dream and longing,
it was shield and it was spear.
Giving everything asking for nothing,
Giving everything asking for nothing,
spilling the soul on the ground.
Touching the fire without asking yourself
if the flame can burn you.

For me it was the first
the most beautiful melody
for being a captive rose
that when touched, it died
that when it left my mouth, my lips were well kissed,
the grateful phrases...
My first song