La Chica de Los Ojos Claros

My mother's hair would not have imagined
Of any other color, other than ashen
Or silver white of shining dawn

Until the other day in a book I found
By chance
The photo of a girl with such light eyes
That resemble the sea

Then I understood that I had forgotten
That before I was born, my mother had lived
Close to thirty years, beautiful as a flower
I didn't realize that she had also loved
Until I saw
The photo of a girl with such light eyes
Like a sunrise

I never imagined my mother devoted
To a great passion, and that in creating me
She had to be loved and give love

Until the other day in a book I found
By chance
The photo of a girl with such light eyes
That resemble the sea
The photo of a girl with such light eyes
With such a sweet gaze