For a bit of tenderness
I would give the diamonds
That the devil caresses
In my silver chests
Why do you think, my beauty
That the sailors in the port
Empty their purses
To offer treasures
To false princesses
For a bit of tenderness?

For a bit of tenderness
I would change my face
I would change my intoxication
I would change my language
Why do you think, my beauty
That at the peak of their songs
Emperors and minstrels
Often abandon
Power and wealth
For a bit of tenderness?

For a bit of tenderness
I would offer you the time
That remains of youth
In the ending summer
Why do you think, my beauty
That my song rises
Towards the clear lace
That dances on your forehead
Leaning towards my distress
For a bit of tenderness?

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