Historia del Primero Amor
Menudo
Story of the First Love
It was a Friday when he arrived, it doesn't matter the day he left
We were two for love
Everything was abundant around us
A song was born and with it an illusion
The sun shone brighter
He was a dreamer
Who fell in love
This is the story of the first love
When the whole heart is given
A time so fleeting that when you look back
They are just memories
This is the story of the first love
When the whole heart is given
A time so fleeting that when you look back
They are just memories
God knows well how much I loved her
I suppose she loved me too
And I wonder today if she will keep that photo
That I gave her
When the two of us made our world in a corner
Next to the cathedral
Where I kissed her
For the first time
This is the story of the first love
When the whole heart is given
A time so fleeting that when you look back
They are just memories
This is the story of the first love
When the whole heart is given
A time so fleeting that when you look back
They are just memories
This is the story of the first love
When the whole heart is given
A time so fleeting that when you look back
They are just memories
This is the story of the first love
When the whole heart is given
A time so fleeting that when you look back
They are just memories
