She lives very gently
For her man and her children
Without ever straying too far from the words that God dictated to her
She is someone we don't talk about
And I love her for that
She is a flower on the horizon
A star in her own way

I discovered the morning
In the warmth of her hands
And I grew up deep inside her cotton palace
She is someone we don't talk about
And I love her for that
She is the queen in her house
A star in her own way

She calls me and then around me
It's spring every time
She is so beautiful that I told her
The first words of my life

Above all, don't ask me
To point her out to you
With your foreign eyes, you won't notice anything
But this someone we don't talk about
Is more than you think
She is the title of my song
A star in her own way

She calls me and then around me
It's spring every time
She is so beautiful that I told her
The first words of my life

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