La Primera Vez
Hildemaro
The First Time
She got tired of waiting and fell asleep, just past three
In front of her, that empty chair
It was probably
The first time
The fire started to fade, in a new silence
The sun kissed her forehead, and she woke up
Who could have stolen her heart?
Who could have pampered her?
Where could she have spent the night?
Who could have kissed her?
Who made her coffee today?
Who could have woken her up?
Who could have caressed her back?
Who could have loved her?
The morning began and on the clock, it was almost ten
She heard his footsteps, coming up the stairs
And she dressed in pride
To keep from crying
He lay down on the bed and looked into her eyes
He caressed her hands, won her over
Who could have stolen her heart?
Who could have pampered her?
Where could she have spent the night?
Who could have kissed her?
Who made her coffee today?
Who could have woken her up?
Who could have caressed her back?
Who could have loved her?
(Who’s stealing, the love of her life?)
She fell asleep in the chair, and the clock struck three
(Who’s offering her, love in secret?)
Dreaming of love and he showed up at ten
(Who’s stealing, the love of her life?)
(Who’s stealing, the love of her life?)
Who will take care of her dreams, who will sweeten her life?
(Who’s offering her, love in secret?)
Stealing her early mornings, enjoying her caresses
(Who’s stealing, the love of her life?)
