QUINCE AÑOS
Marta Albarracin
FIFTEEN YEARS OLD
I can't believe you're turning 15 today
Just yesterday
I held you in my arms for the first time
I feel like it was yesterday
You danced in the living room with a mischievous face
Dreaming of having wings and being a princess and you see
You are a woman
In front of the mirror I find nothing more
To that little girl who arrived 15 years ago
My star
So beautiful
Open your wings and start flying
Continue without fear on your walk
And dream
Leaving a mark
If I'm crying it's not because I'm sad
It's the emotion of looking at yourself
Dressed for a quince
Fifteen years
There are so many things I admire about you
Your intelligence and your noble feeling
Beautiful
I feel proud
And even if this world wants to extinguish you
Your illusions must shine
Warrior
Love and wait
In front of the mirror I find nothing more
To that little girl who arrived 15 years ago
My star
So beautiful
Open your wings and start flying
Continue without fear on your walk
And dream
Leaving a mark
If I'm crying it's not because I'm sad
It's the emotion of looking at yourself
Dressed for a quince
Dressed for a quince
