Who takes you by the hand
Come small, and tell your father now
why do not you ever arrive on time
and you look at the calendar so much,
and you whisper with your mother alone.
Come, my girl, what happened to your geography?
And what about literature
that in your eyes there are suns and moons?
Who has given you so much astronomy?
Come, it smells on the skin
Tenderness and honey
of the girl who becomes a woman.
Who takes you by the hand,
the fingers entwined?
Who blushes your cheeks
and fill in pages with poems?
Oh, baby!
Who brings you from school
Even though it's thundering, even if it rains,
and give my spoiled
a little kiss secretly
my beautiful?
Oh, baby!
Come my sweet, do not be afraid to tell me;
I want to know who the owner is
of the sweetest of your dreams,
come here, tell your father.
Who takes you by the hand,
the fingers entwined?
Only among all we can make this a better place :)