Gracias Señora

First-
I spend my life in the old garden, always taking care of its green rosebush.
Without fearing the thorns, she took care of her delicate rose without getting tired of watering it, and one day she saw me trying to pull it out.
And without realizing it, we became rivals, you because you loved her, and me for wanting her more when it wasn't possible.

Thank you, ma'am, for turning that girl into a woman, thank you for keeping the vineyard that one afternoon I harvested.

Second-
I arrived at your door wanting to knock, and without thinking, your door opened for me.
You shared what you had among the children you had, how glorious it is to think that from that day on, I was just another son to you.
If I took a long time to bring her back, there were reasons to talk.
I hear my daughter singing, and I understand perhaps why you loved her.

Thank you, ma'am, for turning that girl into a woman, thank you for keeping the vineyard that one afternoon I harvested.

Third-
And don't take it as a farewell, I just want to be able to tell you.
A good friend told me that he lives with the pain with me since the day she left without thanking her for her greatness as a woman.
You, who were a mother to me every day, maybe it will make you happy to see me happy by your side, even if I never tell you.

Thank you, ma'am, for turning that girl into a woman, thank you for keeping the vineyard that one afternoon I harvested.

Fourth-
Maybe it will be hard for me to start over, maybe I will never tell her again.
If we argue one day, sometimes over silly things on my part, what does it matter if you have enough joy to forgive me.
And without realizing it, we became rivals, you because you loved her, and me for wanting her more when it wasn't possible.

Thank you, ma'am, for turning that girl into a woman, thank you for keeping the vineyard that one afternoon I harvested.