Cenicienta

At the end of that party,
I wanted to talk to you, but you weren't there,
Cinderella left
without giving me time or opportunity,
to tell her about my love.

If our love became a tale,
if reality met dreams,
it would always be
since I met you,
Cinderella for me.

The dress won't matter to look beautiful,
nor not having glass slippers,
I'll be content with the warmth of your smile,
and knowing that you will love me forever.

The clock will strike twelve,
and midnight will come,
the stars will continue
with their bright glow,
illuminating our love.

The dress won't matter to look beautiful,
nor not having glass slippers,
I'll be content with the warmth of your smile,
and knowing that you will love me forever.

If our love became a tale,
if reality met dreams,
it would always be
since I met you,
Cinderella for me,
Cinderella for me,
Cinderella for me.