Niña Mia

Today I want to tell you about my dreams, my girl
Of mountains that get lost in the distance
Of crystal paths of starless nights
Of rivers and seas, of people without land
Of rivers and seas, of people without land

Today I want to sow springs in your little hands
To know about your dreams and see myself in your eyes
And search very closely along the path of time
The bitter truth of suffering children
The bitter truth of suffering children

I want to see you, girl drawn
In a new thought
Where the Sun shines brighter every morning

And on your little face
A thousand all new caresses
Celestial stars
Throbbing in your gaze

I want to see you, girl drawn
In a new thought
Where the Sun shines brighter every morning

And on your little face
A thousand all new caresses
Celestial stars
Drawing in your gaze