Hey, Maria, what you have in mind?
You're saying, but I did not know these words
You dreamed of me, I did not look these dreams
You need a hand, I gave you two
And your lips, Maria, they are-this wind, which
Forty years taught me to sing.
Most importantly, give you wings and watch
How are you going to fly!
So, Maria, I know what you have in mind.
My heart is in your hands
As the wind on the sublunary grass ..
Aluna exudes a balsamic honey -
What scares you already melting like ice ...
You need a hand, I gave you two! "