Hija (Filha)

Today I stopped writing
Something like that about you
And allow me to take
For the thrill of being able to tell you
The day you were born
Coming from the love of your mother and I
A beautiful gift that God has given us
The reality of a dream for me

And when you cried
God taught me a new song
Your angel eyes
Would be making my religion
Things that don't leave me
The first time I was called father
I will confess now my daughter
With whom I learned that a man must have a family

15 years ago now
It is with joy that my eyes cry
My little angel who now fascinates
To me you will always be my girl
Daughter in whom
You can't leave a place to your dad
But make sure I will always be
Close to you wherever you go

It's not that I see you go
It's not that I want to be the owner
This is just a careful
Father
I love you daughter