La primeira vez

I thought in this life
I would never fall in love.
It was her first path, it was
at the first stop
at the first stop
and she said 'mu' softly
I'm tired of walking.
And me having a horse
who wouldn't say anything
I gave her the stirrup, I gave her my hand
and she sang her heart out
riding on my horse.
Damn, how beautiful it was
she thirty springs
me, thirty-three
for her, the first time
for me, the first time

II

I, who have always told you
mother, my life and my truth.
The words don't come out, mother
and I want to tell you
and I want to tell you
if I could explain to you
what I felt when flying.
Slowly she told me
I'm a wanderer by nature
I was a traveler of that path
I made a path by leaving
my footprints on her path.
Damn, how beautiful it was
we merged two springs
that looked back to yesterday
for her, the first time
for me, the first time.

III

I thought the greatest thing
was the flame of a volcano.
I was a wind that swept and she
a scared little tree
a scared little tree
that trembled in fear
when the storm subsided.
And me having a blanket
who wouldn't say anything
she took my clothes as a pillow
I saw her laugh while dreaming
cuddled up with my blanket.
Damn, how beautiful it was
that rose bloomed
by the fire of a carnation
for her, the first time
for me, the first time.

I believed the moon
was there to light our way.
Night of the full moon, mother
seeking the darkness
seeking the darkness
just like two beasts
moving away from the herd.
We went to see the Virgin
and told her everything
she didn't speak, I told her
look how great this love is
that the Virgin forgave us.
Damn, how beautiful it was
to light a candle
and then blow it out
for her, the first time
for me, the first time.