Florencia Rocio

Florence Dew sweet voice of my mornings
Bud of my blood that fills my heart
Little face of a star that shines on me and calls me
Radiance of innocence that brings me happiness

I wish to be the path of your hopes
So you can grow and watch the sun next to my guitar
You will be in my songs, my tender love angel

Florence your name, if for you the flowers bloom
Dew in the early morning, your gentle awakening
Blue sky of childhood that just lights up the dawn
Path of the earth that illuminates our home